Learning to grin and bear it at 39

I've never had a particularly bad experience at the dentist. In fact, I would say that most of my dentists over the years have been extremely patient and accommodating. My parents always made oral hygiene a priority. Visiting the dentist was almost as routine as celebrating holidays. Cavities were unheard of, and I only wore … Continue reading Learning to grin and bear it at 39

Abandoning all hope may be your only saving grace

I hope every day. I hope for my children to be happy and secure. I hope my husband feels everyday how much I adore him and that my marriage will be long. I hope for my parents and in-laws to always know that I appreciate them and for all my siblings and close friends to … Continue reading Abandoning all hope may be your only saving grace

Profiting from someone else’s productivity

I am notorious for pretending organizing is the same thing as cleaning. It really isn't. Spending hours sifting through stacks of papers, out of date magazines, rearranging closets of clothes or creating binders for the home is not equivalent to a sparkling, lemon-scented toilet or a crumb-free counter top. If anyone were to really look … Continue reading Profiting from someone else’s productivity

Please Lord, help me think about sex more often

Today's post was inspired by Shell at Things I Can't Say and her weekly Pour Your Heart out Wednesday blog carnival. Click if you want to find out more about Pour Your Heart Out.   It's not that I don't think about sex, I just don't think about it often. I remember my mom warning … Continue reading Please Lord, help me think about sex more often

New Spaces in Old Places

This week, we were asked to share a memoir featuring hope, expressed in 400 words or less.   I stood in the center of my moss-green and brown living room, staring at the custom floral sofa my mother bought as a house-warming gift. We spent hours shopping for it, agonizing over swatches and textiles. The … Continue reading New Spaces in Old Places