The Day I met Elizabeth Gilbert (and a story about Magic you will have to read to believe)
A wise yoga instructor of mine said that micro movements over time bring massive change. (I’m going to give you a minute to let that one sink in) Micro movements over time will bring massive change. That very rule of law is how someone can go from flabby to buff in seemingly no time at […]
Catch me on Good Day LA Friday March 23rd for Foodie Friday!
Hello, my friends! I’ve been at this food thing for a long time. Ok, maybe not that long in human years, but in dog years, it’s been like…at least forty. Ten years ago, I went from being the girl who made cakes from a box (just add water, eggs, and oil – easy, peasy) and […]
Dear me: A love note to my imperfect self
After almost 35 years on this planet, almost 35 years of different hairstyles, questionable and not-so-questionable fashion choices, interesting friends and schools, different reasons to love myself and a heck of a lot more reasons not to, if I could write a love letter to myself, it would read: Dear self, You are perfectly imperfect. […]
Adventures in parenting, lesson #157: Patience, Play-Doh, and Preschoolers (read this is you want to laugh today)
*Note: I wrote this a few months ago, but my daughter is still very much into Play-doh, and has since lost the pink one by flushing it down the toilet (my favorite color. Figures) . Yes. The whole tub. Thank goodness for my husband’s daring plumbing rescue. Read on to find out why the heck […]
If you like to be right all the time, read this.
Being right all the time is pretty fun. I mean, maybe not all the time, but most of the time. I mean, who likes to be wrong? I’m happy to report (with no smugness at all, haha), that when I am wrong, even though it feels horrible, I’m pretty good at taking responsibility for it. […]
Writer’s Block and a Confession I’m Absolutely Terrified to Share With You
I have a confession to make. Since my last post (you know, the one where I admitted that I was breaking down?), I’ve been unearthing a lot of shit (sorry, there is no better word to describe it). I’m talking unprocessed experiences I’ve been storing in my cells and nervous system, limiting beliefs I didn’t […]
