I drink mug after mug of coffee to combat the cold and battle exhaustion due to grey skies and stagnation. But then I get so jittery from being stuck inside (and yes, the caffeine), I feel like I want to crawl out of my dehydrated skin. I’ve embraced winter as much as I can, but at this point, I’m ready to escape.Read More
My mom asked me tonight if I thought Cash would remember the time that they spent together. I emphatically blurted out “Yes of course!” And then I had a more emotional reaction. I cried at the thought of how special their relationship is; how lucky both Cash and I are to have her in our lives; and that she won’t be around forever.Read More
2018 will go down in history at one of the most difficult and rewarding years in my life. I’ve been stretched, tested and swung to extremes so far beyond what I every though possible. I’m beginning to realize that it’s in those extremes where the best stuff emerges. The pain and suffering stings, but it’s taught me to appreciate and show gratitude for all the good in my life.Read More
I’ve never been afraid of numbers (age, number the the scale), but this year, 37 is weighing heavy on me. After having two babies back to back, my body feels worn out. Plus, the responsibility of having children has also made me feel much more grown up. Though I can’t turn back the clock, I can take good care of myself and this seems like a good week to put my best effort forward.Read More
Warning: Shameless self promotion ahead!
It’s coming….the second edition of “100 Things to Do in Milwaukee Before You Die” will be out by May 1, 2019.Read More
Sometimes I’ll joke that I regret having such a normal, loving, supportive upbringing because I have no fodder for a juicy memoir. As far as writing (and reading) goes, it’s my favorite form, hands down. But no one really wants to hear about my white, middle class upbringing in a wholesome Midwestern town.Read More
Milwaukeeans are famous for their humility. So while this feel like shameless self promotion (which it is) I am going to ignore the shame for once and shout from the rooftops: “Buy my book!”Read More
I used to hate pop music – vehemently, in fact. But I’ve started to come around.
It was about two days into being a mother of two when I realized that I am not the parent I thought I’d be.Read More
Dirty cotton balls cling to the blue of the sky
Creating a barrier for the sunRead More
Childhood is filled with so many near misses, sometimes it's a wonder we make it through at all.Read More
I’m a prisoner under lock and key.
My crime was one of passion and I don’t regret a thing.
My sentence is indentured servitude to two tiny humans.Read More