I am a semi-exhausted mom of a toddler. There are days when all I want to do is sweep her up in my arms for a marathon cuddle, and days when I can't get out of the house fast enough... Continue Reading →
Curiosity killed the cat. Curiosity is one of the most permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous intellect. Samuel Johnson Curiosity is one of the great secrets of happiness. Bryant H. McGill I'll admit, I don't always choose the curious... Continue Reading →
Slowly but surely, my scar is smoothing out. It's getting finer. It's still there though- it's still a defining mark of the moment I became a mom.
We stopped. We smelled. We smelled things that didn't smell. We looked at everything in that garden. It was amazing and torture at the same time.
I'm guilty of it too- we all want instant gratification. When things don't work in the first week, we often dismiss them. It's why millions of dollars of exercise equipment sits unused in basements across America. I want to plant broccoli on Monday and eat it on Friday. When it's not ready until August, it's hard.
One of my goals this year is to read a book every month. I used to be a voracious reader, but life intervened and it seems like ages ago that I had time to really hunker down and read. To hold myself to this goal, I'm participating in the book club that's part of the College of Confidence and for the month of July we read "Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance" by Angela Duckworth.
I only recently began to think of myself as a runner again. I'm trying to get out at least three times a week. On Mondays I can run by myself. There's something magical about pushing yourself, getting past the point of quitting and literally going the extra mile. Feeling your body accept the task and re-energize. Thing is, you don't have to run hundreds of miles a week to be a runner. You just have to run.
I've loved those shoes since college- they were the perfect shade of dark oiled brown. They fit my feet perfectly. I've walked millions (OK, plenty) of miles in these shoes. I've worn them with pants, skirts, shorts, in all seasons and all weather. The party hasn't even technically started yet, and 1/4 of my favorite shoe is missing. The other shoes in my bag? Slightly ratty flip flops. Not good.
Raising a little human is hard work. So many needs, so little time. Don't forget your needs either- you can't do anything if you're not taking care of yourself. Now that summer is here (almost) and we're getting into new... Continue Reading →
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