[The little graphic that I made is so Pinnable, isn’t it??]
This past week, I became a quinquagenarian. No—it’s not a new dietary category. It’s a person who is between 50 and 59 years old. Yep, I stopped being a quadragenarian and am now a quinquagenarian. (I love dictionaries!!!)
(I also love the F word, and I trust if you’re still reading this after my title, you can handle a few more of them below…)
While I’ve embraced my new kinship with Sally O’Malley, it hasn’t been without some complicated thoughts and feelings. Continue reading “How the F*ck Am I 50?”
26 letters of the alphabet results in hundreds of thousands of words–at least according to the Oxford English Dictionary. Those words can be strung together to say any number of things…like gazillions, probably. See, I’m not the greatest at math. Read my latest piece to run in The Huffington Post to know why.
The times they are a-changing…aren’t they? The activities of this past weekend remind me of the opening line from A Tale of Two Cities… “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” Which day—Friday or Saturday—that you consider each reflects our challenging, divergent times. I’m definitely a “former is the latter” kind of girl.
Continue reading “Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner…Except Me”
While flex-schedule working has many benefits, it also has its share of challenges. From the time my son was born, I was fortunate enough to have a work situation that allowed me to work from home as needed. And while I am so grateful to have had that opportunity, one of the challenges that comes with it is feeling like I should always be doing something. Always. Continue reading “Why Sometimes You Need to Have Nothing to Find Something”
That’s right…it’s the 4th anniversary of The Juggle Struggle…
and no one even baked a cake…
Continue reading “Can It Really Be Four Years?”
And that’s okay.
Brace yourselves for this groundbreaking news: life is complicated.
Yeah, I know—nothing even remotely newsworthy there. I know you know this basic truth deep in your bones because, well…if you’re reading this…chances are you’re alive. Continue reading “Rising to the Occasion Can Set You Up for a Fall”