Fistfights and Unlocking Joy

If you reach into that metaphorical bag of joy...you're bound to come up with something... As I watched two people in front of me in a socially distanced line at a coffee shop almost get into a fistfight, I was snapped out of my reverie. I had been standing there, thinking about what I wanted…

Are we allowed to feel joy right now?

Watching my girl play our wedding song brings me so much joy, or is it happiness, no wait it's joy...oy I don't know anymore... What is happiness and what is joy? I decided to really break it down for myself. People tend to think of me as a supremely happy person, which to an extent…

Lost in Relaxation OR My Husband Occasionally Looks Like a Hurt Puppy

Domi wandered downstairs looking lost in his own home. It was the first day of no school in three and a half years. I had told him to also take off work for a few weeks so he could just relax and enjoy himself. It was time for a break for my boy. He was…

My Four-Legged Yoda

I am so silly. We got a puppy and I thought we were doing all the teaching. Sit, down, stay. Repeat. Turns out Moe had some lessons he wanted to teach me. And he’s doing a darn good job of it. Never have I had a more adorable teacher, nor a teacher that needs quite…

My Pen. My Paper. The Universe and Me.

This is what Moe says to judgment, "I'm just going to sleep here not caring at all what you think and then I'm gonna chase some squirrels." I think I will be just like Moe...perhaps minus the squirrel chasing... Judgment. Even the word sounds icky. It’s not fun when we are judged and ultimately judging…

Popular and Best Aren’t Synonyms

As a teenager, shockingly, I was really good at remembering that being popular and choosing what was best for me were oftentimes very different things and that choosing what was best for me really outweighed caring whether I was popular or not. Then I grew up and needed a reminder. So, I am breaking it…

Write. Redefine. Thank. or Why I am Grateful to be a Stage 5 Clinger…

Relentless. The word most used by my family to describe me. And up until about a week ago, I thought it was a bad thing. Then I realized I actually need to thank my family for giving me that descriptor. It’s actually the very best thing about me.So, maybe those words that have become associated…

You Bet Your Booty I’m Relentless

My Dad, who might I add, loves me very, very much ascribed an adjective to my normal state of being from the time I was about two years old. Relentless. And wasn't that the truth. I think at the time he didn't necessarily think it was to my benefit, mostly I think I drove him…

I Finally Found a Game I Can Always Win

Scared yet? Grocery shopping has always been one of my favorite things. I associate grocery shopping with independence…call me crazy, but it’s true. When I turned 16 and got my driver’s license I would ask my Dad if he needed anything from the grocery store and I would always find something we needed, drive there…

The Only Time Audrey Hepburn Has Ever Steered Me Wrong…

I was sitting at my desk this morning when I looked over at one of my paperweights with one of my very favorite quotes ever. Except for this time when I looked at it I got angry. Have you ever heard this section of one of Audrey Hepburn's quotes? "I believe happiest girls are the…