Adventures in Juggling

praising and celebrating

When I turned 18, I celebrated by voting in my very first Presidential primary election. When I turned 21, I celebrated with my boyfriend who proposed to me. I accepted his marriage proposal and look forward to celebrating our 27th wedding anniversary soon. When I turned 25, I blew out the candles on my birthday cake with my 4 month old daughter in my arms. When I turned 30, I celebrated while I h…

it's never painless

My heart just breaks for Andrew Koenig's family and the family of Michael Blosil, Marie Osmond’s son. I can’t imagine any parent that would not feel for the pain they must be in right now.

dressing the mother of all mother of the brides

My darling daughter #1, Holly, just recently announced her engagement to her darling Ben. With much relief, because he asked our permission for her hand in marriage back in November, we celebrated the happy news. Seriously, I could not be happier. Ben is everything that is right for my daughter. He adores her. He has survived her crazy, functionally dysfunctional extended family at holiday gatheri…

more thoughts on my memorial

I can’t believe I am writing again about my own memorial. Honestly, I don’t dwell on the end of my life and what happens thereafter that often. I really don’t.  I have too much juggling to do to pause long enough and think about it. But here I go again.

finally something to cross off the "bad mommy" col…

My eight year old son went to the dentist for the very first time this week. That is definitely something to add to the “Reasons why I am a bad mommy” column. Judge me. Go ahead. I can take it. I’m even okay with it.

planting parental pride

I love, love, love watching the Biggest Loser! I just can't get enough of Bob and Jillian and the drama of the contestants' personal transformation both inside and out. Last week one contestant's revelation struck home with me. Sam, from Rohnert Park, shared the joy he felt after a telephone conversation he had with his father where his father told him how proud

rain, rain, go away...

She stands by my kitchen window, occasionally pressing her little nose against the glass, and she softly sings: Rain, rain, go away…

end shiny happy stupidity now!

Remember study hall? Good times. Time to get some homework done. Time to get a little extra homework help. Time to cram for the test after lunch. Time to sleep. Time to talk about nothing and everything. Study hall was the time to get it all done. One of my daughters was in study hall today, getting it done of course. Sitting at a table with several other classmates they dove deep into a discussio…

never say never

Before I even gave birth over 23 years ago to my first amazing child, I was an expert parent. I knew it. I just knew it. All I had to do was look around me at other parents and see exactly what not to do. There. See?

thank heaven for my girls

Most days I do believe that it is great being a girl! Most days it is absolutely true. Then there are those days where perimenopause plays with me making me curse Mother Nature for being such a sarcastic, hateful, evil bitch. Note to the guys that read my blog: this is all about girl stuff so just walk away now.

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