December 31, 2008 That was the last time I ate at McDonald's. I'm sure my final meal was a Happy Meal because that was my favorite menu item. As a sales person on the road, McDonald's was located everywhere in my territory, had a good portion size (hence the Happy Meal) and was tasty. I … Continue reading Cold Turkey
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Last (Wo)Man Standing
Musical Chairs. You know the game. There's one more person then there are chairs. You start the music. You stop the music. You go chairless? You're out. I have nightmares from that damn game. It used to stress the f out of me. I just did not want to be the one caught without a … Continue reading Last (Wo)Man Standing
I Love To Laugh
Ok, who here doesn't like laughing? Exactly. No one. Everyone loves a chuckle. A gutbuster. Cracking up. LMFAO. People can try to suppress a laugh. Or, people can have zero sense of humor. I for one, love it. But to know my humor is to be my humor. I'm not talking Mr. Bean or The … Continue reading I Love To Laugh
Self Realization 6: My Filter is Very Small/Nonexistent
Maybe I'm getting old and grumpy. Or I just don't care anymore. I also think life is short, time is a valuable and rare thing, and I love efficiency. So, I get to the point. I'll give you a few examples: With the Dudes: If I'm not feeling it with a dude after date one … Continue reading Self Realization 6: My Filter is Very Small/Nonexistent
The Dating Game
A few weeks back, I wrote about house hunting. About Finding the One. I have now put in my fourth offer on a place and I seriously feel like I've hired Patty Stanger the matchmaker, as if I'm trying to find my husband. Here's how it goes down: Matchmaker: I think I've found a few … Continue reading The Dating Game
Regret-Me-Not
What is it "they" say? ... something like, "I don't regret anything, it made me who I am today." Right?? Sounds like hooey. Something some fake person made up whose regrets were like blips on life's radar. "I regret picking the blue sweater instead of the red one!!!" Boo. What's funny about it is... dammit, … Continue reading Regret-Me-Not
Be Afraid. Be Very, Very Afraid – Or Not.
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." -- Franklin D. Roosevelt Today I went to a birthday party for a friend of mine. And I just adore her. No offense to my other friend-moms out there, but there are three friends of mine who I think are the most balanced, coolest moms … Continue reading Be Afraid. Be Very, Very Afraid – Or Not.
Hot (Damn!) Yoga
No, no. Not Bikram. Yeecccchhhhhh. I hope I didn't offend you Bikram diehards out there. It's just not for me. The yelling, the structure, the heat (which most places crank it much higher, btw), the hallucinations (was that just me?). I don't feel like I accomplish anything after Bikram except waste ninety minutes of my … Continue reading Hot (Damn!) Yoga
The Diet
Ok, stop the eye rolls, you Mobamas out there. I'm not on a diet... my house is. I remember thinking as a kid, how could my teacher still wear polyester pants and it's 1989? I mean, weren't those polyester pants popular in the late seventies? Or I'd go to my grandma's house and notice the … Continue reading The Diet
Is it Just Me? Actually, yes.
"I'd like a medium, with cheese, and fries please," I told the kid at the front register. I am normally pretty darn close to "very healthy and organic". I have no meat or dairy in my house, I try to make healthy choices when I am on my own, I go to yoga. But this … Continue reading Is it Just Me? Actually, yes.









