On a miserable, snow-y evening back in early January, I registered for the Sole Sisters Women’s Race. I’d wanted to participate the year before, and couldn’t, but I was going to do it. I couldn’t wait. It was only a 5km, and I knew I probably wouldn’t end up running it because the course would… Continue reading That time I didn’t get to be a SoleSister
As a parent, nothing makes me happier than hearing that F is polite or kind, helpful or compassionate. The more time I spend in this world, the more I realize that manners are often an after thought. I’m surprised when someone holds the door for me or apologizes and excuses his or her self when… Continue reading Minding Your Ps and Qs
Earlier today, I lived through the ultimate first world problem: a three-hour long showdown with the oatmeal-berry muffin I’d brought as an afternoon snack. I finally caved at about 3 pm and unwrapped the muffin, broke it in half and ate it at my desk. Before I had finished my last bite, I was filled with… Continue reading Muffin tops and muffin tops
Yesterday, F and I laced up (or in his case, Velcroed) our sneakers, grabbed a bottle of water and hit the pavement after a long, busy day of being out and about in the sunshine. Lately, F has wanted to take a stuffy with him everywhere he goes, and he chose his Princess Toadstool for… Continue reading “Your” vs. “The”
Like most people, I’ve said and done things I wish I could take back. More than anything else, I wish I could go back in time and un-say five words that I know caused my mother a lot of hurt. You’re not my real mom. It was my best weapon as a kid when I… Continue reading The Realest Mom
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