Football reigns supreme in our household during the fall. I was born and raised in Wisconsin, so I bleed Green & Gold (and always will) whereas my husband is a diehard Patriots fan (not surprising coming from someone raised in Massachusetts). Being a part of different divisions and conferences certainly eased most of the seasonalContinue reading “How Football Sundays Became Quality Family Time”
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It’s Only Been Two Visits….
Our boys attend a local summer camp which is great on several levels. They get to see a lot of their school friends, swimming is a big part of their days and since they are little fish, they love that and more then anything they are not simply sitting home watching TV while my husbandContinue reading “It’s Only Been Two Visits….”
Mental Health Days
Burnout is very real. And very damaging. Finding ways to take care of yourself in those moments is critical. I recognize how true this is after having maneuvered through this last year of leaving a toxic job and navigating the world post my departure. For me, I’ve found that I over commit quite frequently. ItContinue reading “Mental Health Days”
Ma, Mama, Mom, Bruh
Ma, Mama, Mom, Bruh. Four words, plastered across a sweatshirt that I bought before the boys could read. Now that they can read, let me tell you, it is their favorite sweatshirt. They are obsessed anytime I wear it. Bruh being the pinnacle of hilarity. Every once in a while, it’s all they call me.Continue reading “Ma, Mama, Mom, Bruh”
Scary Drills
Last week, on Thursday we received an email for school. Nothing to write home about. They had successfully executed on a planned fire drill. All the kids had done a great job, knowing exactly what to do and where to move to once the fire alarm went off. Fairly benign. Besides that, my brain immediatelyContinue reading “Scary Drills”
My Ducklings
Make Way for Ducklings. It is a Boston based book about a pair of mallards that want to find a safe place to raise their ducklings. Mrs. Mallard hatches eight little ducklings and taught them all they needed to know while Mr. Mallard explored the area, looking for the perfect place to raise their family.Continue reading “My Ducklings”
Falling Again
My husband and I met through mutual friends my second year of law school. I was hanging out with a friend. This friend was going to be going to the Bruin’s game that night but prior to the game, we stopped by another of his friend’s house. Okay, that’s confusing. Friend A and I wereContinue reading “Falling Again”
Book Club
I turned 42 recently. There wasn’t a lot of fanfare around it. I didn’t have some existential crisis. Not this year at least. That happened at 39. Maybe it was because it was the last year before entering a new decade. 36 felt like another big one as I was closer to 40 than 30.Continue reading “Book Club”
Find Your Gray
I want for my kids, what I think most, if not all parents want for their kids. To raise healthy, happy, well-rounded, polite kids. Willing to stand up and advocate for themselves and others. To not be a bully. To be accepting and kind to all. To set healthy boundaries for themselves. To find aContinue reading “Find Your Gray”
Too Much Laundry, Not Enough Wine 