Colorful center piece for table – check. Easter baskets with appropriate balance of chocolate, sour candy and non edible items – check. New clothes in festive colors for all family members – check. Delicious meal planned – check. Reminding kids of real meaning of Easter – check. Easter photo counseling session for mom – Um, […]Read More Blessed Easter Morn Gone Awry
Saturday volleyball tournaments mean early mornings, lots of snacks and an onslaught of flying volleyballs sure to smack you in the head when you least expect it. But this past Saturday, I was knocked off my feet not by a volleyball, but by a host of old hurts, suppressed feelings and long-standing anger. As my […]Read More I’d Rather Been Hit by a Volleyball…
I had just climbed bleachers to watch my daughter’s volleyball practice when I experienced an identity crisis. As crises go it was mild, but as far as questioning the purpose of one’s existence it was intense. First of all, if you’re a mom and your kids plays sports or participate in any other extra-curricular activities, […]Read More Who Am I?
There’s a quaint hotel in Savannah, GA where my husband and I enjoy occasional weekend getaways. We love the location, the decor and most of all – the staff. I have been passionate about customer experience throughout my marketing career. I typically display unusual levels of excitement when staff members show they really “get it”. […]Read More Shrimp & Grits Coming Up
As parents of players on a sports team, there are certain obligations you are expected to meet. Concession stand, ticket sales, fundraising… you know the drill. One particular Friday night, my hubby and I were confined to a small 5ft square space selling tickets to the school football game. Once we got past the pressure […]Read More Ask…
You know those days when you have everything planned out perfectly? Your list is long, but you’ve got it all thought out. You know very well this means you’re going to be multitasking most of the day but you’re skilled and adept at stirring a pot of soup with one hand and solving the world’s […]Read More I Forgot But He Didn’t
Growing up in South Carolina, I’m used to folks saying I talk funny. I refer to everyone as “y’all”. I use the word “slap” as an adjective as in I’m just slap wore out. I only recently learned that “fixin’” isn’t a real verb. I mash buttons and cut the grass. I tell the kids […]Read More Cut the Eye Off
Every so often we declare a Saturday Family Chore Day. The kids like to refer to it as the day mom tortures us with endless lists of horrifying tasks like cleaning toilets. But I look forward to these days for several reasons. For one, I love getting up early and organizing the chore lists. It’s so […]Read More Families Who Clean Toilets Together…
I really had no idea that little boys could come up with so many ways to make our lives more …ahem… interesting. And once the elementary school principal had me on speed dial, I started catching on. On one particular day, my phone rang. As soon as I heard the voice on the other end […]Read More When You Have to Go
Living in Florida you quickly realize the four traditional seasons do not exist. Seasons here are quite different and consist of: almost summer, summer, end of summer and my personal favorite, the few days we pretend its winter, light a fire and dress funny. Only in Florida can you send your child to school on […]Read More Seasons?