Once upon a time there was a show called Gilmore Girls and Lorelei, the wise cracking, fast talking, coffee addict, single mother was my soul sister. At the time of that show, I was a single mother just like her and a total coffee addict too (I still am but that's not the point). I… Continue reading Only With My Oxygen
Last week I blogged about choosing a word for the year. A word that could bring meaning to this year during the good and bad times. I thought it would be a little harder for me to find my word sense I tend to really complicate things but amazingly it came to me pretty easy.… Continue reading My Word
The twins have been involved in a hip hop class once a week after school and this weekend is the performance. Yesterday, as we ran around trying to get to the dress rehearsal I remembered quite vividly why I'm a horrible dance mother. This role takes a lot of time and practice and I'm more… Continue reading Dance Mom?
When my oldest was little I was always trying to come up with cute and fun new ways to get her to clean her room, get dressed for the day, etc....Sometimes what came out wasn't on purpose but it worked! By accident, one day during a huge snowfall, I said let's put on our shoes… Continue reading Shoes and Boots