“I’m not your friend, I’m your mom.” Growing up there were a series of statements that I vehemently vowed not to repeat to my children after hearing them from the lips of my now deceased Mom. (I smile as I…
Grief as a Grown up.
“Kylee, I’m not going to be around much longer.” :: Today I’m thinking about that day in my childhood room that my Dad sat down on my bed to tell me that he was going to die. :: My second-floor…
What They Say. Volume 12.
I like to record what my girls say out loud. I know I’m going to look back one day and miss their little quips. Here are some recent exchanges of note: Vivienne 8, Lila 9. Cue: Natalie Merchant’s, “…These are the…
Feeling like an imposter: It’s not just you.
We all feel like we’re not enough every now and then. Here’s my take on imposter syndrome.
2019 Oscar Red Carpet Fashion Recap
Edited 2-25-2019 10:30 am First of all, this show needed a host. Trevor Noah? Tina Fey? Susanne Wang who used to host House Hunters back in the day? I bet she’s free. I just felt lost during the broadcast. (“Broadcast”? I’m apparently 73.)…
So, the girls were in a talent show.
I never participated in a legit talent show when I was a kid. Tight-rolling my jeans crisply or reciting every character’s part from Grease or organizing the linen closet weren’t exactly performances that would enthrall an audience. BUT, my girls…
A Houston Artist you need to know about: Spotlight on Sevy Marie Art
Art is everything. I’ve always been drawn to the creators of the world. The people who can see something I can’t. The way they can mold and create and envision and write and sing and touch souls. It’s incredible. In high school art class, we were…
Confession: I’m a Mom and I’m not enjoying every moment of it.
“Enjoy it now…” If I’ve heard it once, I’ve heard it a bazillion times from the parents who’ve gone before me. “They grow up so quickly…” It’s true. “You’ll never get this time back…” Also true. “…before you know it, they won’t want to…
Happy Birthday, my 8-year-old Vivi
And just like that, my baby turned eight at the end of January. Here’s my annual note to her: Dear Vivienne, Oh, Vivi. You’re a magical little person. A little sprite filled with sunshine and a good measure…
Today’s Life Lesson: Apologize like a 4th grader
I picked up the girls from school. Vivi was holding a piece of notebook paper folded into a square in her little hand. I asked her what it was. She unfolded it and handed it to me. “Who is…
