Let's just say expectations don't always match reality.
Holiday self-care: visions versus reality
Tag: holidays
Keep the faith, but reckon with the present
So much mental energy thinking about it and really, what for? I got a coffee out of the deal. I got a crazy-eyed photo out of the deal. I'm good with the law. What was the problem here?
Feeling frazzled? To-do list too long?
Take heart. I bet you have it together more than you think. For goodness sake, it's not like you still have Christmas decor lying around in your shrubs in July!
Happy early (late) Father’s Day
Today the shortest and most precocious member of the household woke me up full of ideas. Could we surprise daddy with early late father's day? Could we get a cat and name him Sparky Fur?
Spent.
Me at the beginning of holidays: Me at the end: I am spent. I have nothing more to give. This morning I sat and stared at my keyboard with nothing to say. Hence the cat memes. Time to fill my proverbial cup. Books, tea, music, and blessed peace and quiet! Save
I don’t like onions! I make them cry!
That was the three-year-old in response to stuffing being placed on her thanksgiving plate. The nerve! You don't even want to hear what she said about the celery. (She did however find Redi-whip to be quite to her liking. She ran around the house with it clutched in her hands and squealing. It took three … Continue reading I don’t like onions! I make them cry!
A year later: broken open but not broken
I started this blog a little more than a year ago and so much has changed in that time. I thought about this earlier this week as I rolled a pie crust, dancing to Lady Gaga and Tony Bennett, belting out old standards that my mom loved. I felt so much joy. This was possibly … Continue reading A year later: broken open but not broken
Navigating the Holidays After Loss
It has taken three Christmases, two Easters and numerous birthdays and anniversaries since my mom passed away, but I think I finally found the sweet spot: The spot where I incorporate memories of my mom into a holiday celebration without repeating the Great Christmas Meltdown of 2015.
It’s a “Bluetiful” Christmas
After we lit our Christmas tree this year, my nearly three-year-old daughter stood back and declared, "it's bluetiful mommy!" She didn't realize it but her mispronunciation rang true. It is a blue Christmas. It's a beautiful Christmas. It is bluetiful.* I am slowly, ever so slowly, starting to accept that bluetiful is the new normal. … Continue reading It’s a “Bluetiful” Christmas
This is why I don’t clean.
That time you swept and mopped your entire (tile) house from stem to stern and your toddler proceeded to spill the bucket of dirty water on said clean floors. And an hour later scattered the entire contents of a salt shaker around the house. And then peed on the bathroom floor for good measure. Ahhh, … Continue reading This is why I don’t clean.
