It’s pretty simple: Turn the Golden Rule back around onto you.
Compliment me on just about anything and I’ll be able to deflect it with some sort of deprecating comment faster than you can say “I like your…” “I like your shirt!” Oh man, it’s so old… and I’m pretty sure I got it on a clearance rack. “Your hair looks nice like that.” Thanks, I haven’t… Continue reading thanks – i didn’t wash it
Happy New Year, friends! I realized this afternoon while suffering from the hangover of the year (so glad I got it out of the way early) that I hadn’t celebrated NYE since 2008-2009. So really, my hangover today was making up for seven lost years. No big deal. F attended his first New Year’s Eve… Continue reading and so it begins.
I backed off and something amazing happened. F’s self-esteem and independence flourished.
Every time I lace up and hit the trail, I lose myself in thought. My thoughts are often heavy with worry and anxiety when I set out and lighten with each step. Sometimes, by the time I finish my run, my mind has gone to mush and I’m riding a runner’s high. Sometimes, I’m still… Continue reading Carnival Mirrors
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