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When my husband suggested a staycation
earlier this year, I was skeptical—and a bit bitter about the prospect. It’s
been a number of years since we’ve had what I would call a vacation getaway.
However, a backyard vacation made the
most sense given that we didn’t want to leave our aging cat alone for an extended
period of time, and we have a basement we want to remodel this year. So we set
some ground rules: no checking in with work, no excessive computer use, lots of
dining out so there wouldn’t be a kitchen ...
Anyone who’s known me for more than a
week probably knows I am a bookworm. Give me an hour of precious free time, and
I’ll quickly bury my head in the world of words.
It took years before my husband
finally realized that when I’m deep in a good story, he no longer exists to me.
And should he persist in trying to get my attention, he deserves the fury he
may unleash for pulling me so cruelly back to reality.
One of my best childhood memories was
the regular trips to the public library with my ...
How do you establish trust with someone you’ve
betrayed too many times? And what if the person you’ve betrayed is yourself?
Trusting themselves seems so easy for
men, but I’m not certain the same holds true for women. Personally, I second
guess myself all the time and I have plenty of friends who do the same. The problem
is that for most of my life, I had lied to myself, so much so that I didn’t even
realize I was lying anymore.
For years, I thought I was healthy
because I woke up at 5:30 ...
My husband and I have done two things we
said we’d never do (and neither was reminiscent of 50 Shades of Grey). We bought a house and it’s in the suburbs.
Isn’t this the American Dream? Perhaps
for many people it is, but it’s never been our dream.
After a condo-owning fiasco, we had sworn
we’d never own property again. We’d happily fork over cash to a landlord if it
meant trading in home maintenance and a hefty mortgage for more fun things,
like dining out and European vacations.
Plus, our anti-car sentiment has ...
Today marks the first day of school and
the official end to what I had dubbed the mother-daughter summer of fun. After
nearly three months of staying up late, sleeping in and pretty much setting our
own schedule, we must return to routine.
By the end of summer, we parents are
ready for school to begin. Busy as the school year is, its rhythm soothes us.
I’m ready for the new routine—ready to have time alone again during the day,
ready to start building my business, ready to not be my daughter’s primary
source of entertainment. Yet ...