Be here now (no, really!)

In the here and now I reckon with the fact that I drank too many margaritas with my husband on date night (ok and ate too many chips and salsa too) and saw my weight loss successes diminish. (OUCH.) In the here and now I see that it was easier to blame my husband for the morning's snafu trying to get our daughter out the door rather than facing the hard reality that she simply struggles with separation anxiety and it is what it whether I like it or not!

Therapy for you! Therapy for you! Therapy for everryyyyonnnne!

Top of the morning! This post is going to be a practice in flash blogging. (Is that a thing? Like #flashfiction only blogging. I will make it a thing.) The reason? Today I see my theraaaaaaapisttttt! (That's me saying it in my inner Oprah-voice.) And therapy day is a great and wonderful day, but it … Continue reading Therapy for you! Therapy for you! Therapy for everryyyyonnnne!

Facing Anger (And Reluctantly Admitting My Husband Was Right)

Every window in my house is currently steamed up. (No, it's not what you think! Jeesh, don't make me blush.) The reason? I live in Florida. It is summer. The humidity is higher than Donald Trump's bangs. I just returned home to this heat from  vacation in the cool, humidity-free Northeast. No matter. I am loving … Continue reading Facing Anger (And Reluctantly Admitting My Husband Was Right)