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Melted Butter: Owning My Mess

On a recent Friday when my son did not have school, we had a set agenda we’d decided on together the night before: bake cookies, play with a friend, workout (for me!), ride our bikes (nearly 7 miles round trip in 90 degree weather) to get frozen yogurt, and watch a requested movie.  Nowhere in […]

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Here’s Why We Might Be One and Done

My son is almost 2 years old, so as you can imagine, we’ve been asked a fair number of times if we are planning to have any more kids. Some people pose it as a direct question – “When are you going to have another?”. Others offer it up as a suggestion – “It’s so […]

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How to Mom – You Show Up

When my oldest was born over nineteen years ago, I realized that I was embarking on a great unknown adventure. Having lost my mother at a young age, I had very little experience to draw from. How am I supposed to know how to be a mom when I had one for so little time? […]

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Rethink Thanksgiving

The title of an email that popped in my box this week was “Rethink Thanksgiving.” The eventual subject of the email turned out to be a using a non-brining method to cook your turkey and new twists on other classic Thanksgiving recipes like making a pumpkin tart instead of pie. I was expecting a whole […]

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The Blessing of Forcing Myself to Host

I’m not a naturally hospitable person.  I’m friendly and I can easily make conversation, but inviting people into my space doesn’t come easily.  In fact, it is very difficult.  It rattles me.  It stresses me.  I overthink everything and suddenly feel insufficient and frustrated at my lack of skill.  I feel self-conscious as I view […]

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Dating Our Kids

It was my sweet daughter, Lyla who first began asking for my husband to take her on a date.  Lyla grew up watching Daddy come home and whisk exhausted Mommy away to go on a date to an exotic place like Chili’s or Boozie’s Grille (don’t worry, moving to foodie infused Madison has changed our […]

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Being a Granddaughter

My dad’s mom, whose butter paddle front teeth and love of trashy novels and gangly men who tell good jokes I have apparently inherited, died when I was a sophomore in high school.  Twenty-two years later, I still miss her everyday and until just a few years ago, I could remember the smell of her […]

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