Navigating my life with laughter and raw honesty.
I have no idea how my mother got the nickname Lola, but it stuck. She gets called Mom, Nana or Lola, by all of my friends. I’ve heard “man I wish my mom was like your mom” my entire life. There is nothing subtle about her, which is exactly where I get it from. She... Continue Reading →
Did you ever have one of those weekends where you just can’t do enough? If I had a uterus, I’d be afraid I was nesting. Maybe it’s the fact that I know in one week I go back to work. Those 6 weeks flew right by, but I am looking forward to a bit of... Continue Reading →
I don’t want to brag but I’ve been kicking ass at this adulting gig the last week or so. I’ve made appointments for things that I’ve been putting off for years. I’ve had multiple appointments on the same day and didn’t die. Usually a full calendar gives me hella anxiety. The blanker it is the... Continue Reading →
If I am going to advance my skills as a writer I need to do a few things. First is a spell check and punctuation refresher course. Commas are a killer. Does it need one? Would I take a breath here if I was reading it? Is there some rule like not before Z but... Continue Reading →
1 year ago today. We finally settled on Bailey. Technically Bailey Boo if she’s signing any legal documents I have a friend who has told me several times that a collection of my Facebook posts would make for a great book. When memories like this one from last year pop up I’m certain she may... Continue Reading →
My morning view I remember when birthdays were a whole day of celebration. Shoot if I'm being honest, I've been known to draw them out into whole weekends and may have occasionally tried to stretch them into weeks. I'm going to blame that on my only child syndrome and the fact that my husband rarely... Continue Reading →
Dear 42, I’m not sure where to start. I dare say, you have been the most pivotal year yet. You and I rode quite the roller coaster. Here’s just a few of the highlights. 42 taught me that not everyone is in my corner, and that’s ok. I’m a lot, and I mean that in... Continue Reading →
I’m writing this post from a beautiful living room straight out of a magazine. Every aspect of this house from the furniture, light fixtures, throw pillows to view of the river is perfect, absolutely perfect. Now brace yourselves, I’m at a writing retreat. An official event with coffee, people, agendas and writing time. This is... Continue Reading →
This morning was my 3 week post op visit. I have been to 25 Michigan avenue enough to know my way around but today I gave that elevator a workout. For the life of me I couldn’t remember what floor it was on. I made a stop on level 2, nope. Level 4, again wrong.... Continue Reading →
It’s officially been 3 weeks since my hysterectomy. The first week sucked. I would have said don’t do it to anyone that asked. The second week I was getting out of my slump. I could actually do things. I’d do my hair and makeup, on occasion of course. I even played Betty Crocker one night... Continue Reading →
Filter Free With A Good Heart 