Despite what Lesley might tell you, I am not that great at giving gifts. What is the point of giving a gift if it isn’t meaningful, well-thought-out, and specifically geared to that person? I try, but many times, I fall short of that tall order. Story, on the other hand, is a master. Not having monetary means, she can identify the perfect old toy of hers to bring huge smiles to any friend. She has a knack for thinking of others and making them feel special. I’ve seen her do it with the girls (her stepsisters, as she calls them) many times. This past week, though, she gave Riley the greatest gift she’s ever received and inadvertently gave me the greatest gift I’ve ever had. (more…)
I had a wonderful weekend planned. Saturday, we were going to set up the pool and grill out. The sun would be shining, the girls would be swimming, and Ali and I would be enjoying a refreshing glass of homemade sangria while soaking up some vitamin D and relaxing.
And then I woke up. (more…)
Today marks the last day of Riley’s kindergarten year. She and her classmates celebrated the ending of their first year of school with a class party and show this past Thursday. Watching Riley on stage singing to the audience of parents and family members, it was hard to believe that she was the same girl who clung to me on the first day. It has been quite the journey for her and for me. Here were the highlights of her first year in school. (more…)
I wish I could say I was cheerfully whistling my way to work each day, but that just isn’t the case. I’ve found it rather difficult getting back into the swing of getting up early, showering in the morning, changing out of my pjs before noon, and wearing a bra practically all day long. Having worked at home for the last three years, going back out into public each day to be pinned to a desk to accommodate someone’s else schedule sucks. (more…)
It’s Mother’s Day weekend. Unlike most of the holidays on the calendar, including Earth Day, Cinco de Mayo, and the Kentucky Derby, Mother’s Day just isn’t one that I like to celebrate. Sure, I fully understand the important role mothers play and the importance of recognizing them. I just can’t get with the tradition of “letting mom relax for a day.” When does that ever happen? It’s a fallacy. (more…)