"Exercising for Just 10 Minutes a Day Reduces Your Risk of Posting Inspirational Quotes by 60%". (Think I'll Give Up Exercise.)

We were never a Bless This House kind of family. Maybe Bless This Mess, but you would never find a cross stitch sampler hanging above the credenza with any sort of religious connotation. Though there were quotes aplenty. Ours were just more of the let-me-lay-it-to-you-straight variety and less of a warm, fuzzy nature.  And even though I read the same words over and over again and often times stared straight through the mimeographed inspirations held in place by souvenir magnets or scotch-taped to cabinet doors, I never tired of them....more

The First Day of School Without a First Day Photo

Sometimes it was a stately tree, sometimes an overgrown bush. It really depended on the house. For the first few years, kindergarten until 5th grade, I hauled out the camera, (the one with the interchangeable lenses and complicated settings), set the mode to default (who has time to read a 35-page manual? In Japanese, no less!) and shepherded the kids to THE SPOT. “Go, go,” I’d say hurriedly. “The bus is almost here. Quick now, stand together. Jimbo, put your arm around Mabel. No, not like that. Seriously, guys. Please. Just one picture on the first day of school....more

Your Secret's Safe with Me. Is My Secret Safe with You?

We took solemn oaths. That’s how seriously we took a promise of sworn secrecy. The family bible, that large tome whose sole purpose was for pressing flowers, leaned ever so slightly on the fireplace hearth, its spine broken many times over. It would’ve been an ideal spot on which to place a hand and make a vow of verbal restraint. But we were young so we did what came naturally – we made a pinky swear. It was as binding as any contract, as any unspoken law. Our popsicle-stained fingers woven together in unity as we pledged to uphold each other's secrets....more

Confessions of a Super-Charged Sugar Junkie

No sugar or no credit card. Both sound equally horrible and equally impossible. But I feel it may come down to that. A choice I must make, some change to rid either my body or my wallet of those toxins. Because let’s face it: I’m an addict. If I didn’t find the thought so disgusting, I would dip my Visa in sugar, indulging myself in two vices with one lick of the tongue. I scoff at people who have no willpower - those who are overweight or addicted to drugs. From high on my perch, I glare down and mock them for their lack of self-control....more
I loved this. Thanks for sharing. And yes, Haagen-Dazs, is my heroin, too. We all have our ...more

Like My Car, I'm Usually Running on Empty

Most days I feel as if I’m running on fumes. Most days my car actually is. I am of the belief that people fall into two categories: those who play the cat and mouse game with the fuel light indicator and those who fill up as soon as the fuel gauge moves away from full. In high school we learned about dominant and non-dominant genes and how blue-eyed parents can produce a brown-eyed child or maybe it’s vice versa; I have never fully understood science....more

Being Sorry is Much More Than Just Saying "Sorry"

"No apologies necessary."I’ve said it a million times and I’ve usually meant it. When it comes to my husband, though, I would not only like an apology, but also some token of his remorse. His “I’m sorry you feel that way” is a pathetic attempt at placating me. So buck up, bud....more
rosalie.rotenberg  Rosie, I was this close to packing my bags and calling it a day on the ...more

The Best-Laid Plans of Helicopter Parents Often Go Awry

Join us for a graduation meeting at 7:00. Our topic for the evening will be “From Commencement to Commitment: Mental Health Professionals Parents Can Turn to Post-Graduation”. ...more

This Fairy Godmother Seems to Have Lost Her Wand

Growing up, my only vision of godmothers was of the fairy tale type, of kind older women who spoke with a ringing lilt and carried a magic wand.  Disney shaped my view of what it meant to be a godmother, the duties that the title carried, namely making wishes come true and creating ball gowns from rags. They had other-worldly powers which I guess was why I never had a godmother, because in my world, godmothers only existed on the big screen....more
farnamkid  I'm glad I'm not alone in my confusion and glad you never had to find out. Since ...more

Retirement Seems Like a Whole Lotta Work

I was never one of those little girls who dreamed of my wedding day, who cut out pictures from magazines and scribbled ideas in my diary. There would be a wedding and then there would be children. A boy and then a girl. That much I knew with certainty. The hows and wheres were always a bit vague. But as fuzzy as those details were, the post-wedding, post-raising-of-the-children years appear to be fuzzier still....more

Before You Take the Plunge, Enjoy Your Own Kiddie Pool

By anyone’s standards, I am fortunate - on many levels, really - but for one thing in particular:  My husband never travels for work. When I say never, I mean never. Well, perhaps in the 28 years he has worked for his company he has traveled two or three times for something work-related, but in general, St. Louis is his home base. And for many years that was a huge perk of his job, that and the flexibility being a salesperson afforded him. No travel, great hours. What more could I ask for? For him to leave....more