In “celebration” of school starting back up for many of you, here’s a little throw back for ya. Not one of my best moments as a mom, but it sure makes for a great story. Just don’t make this mistake. (This post was originally published February 27, 2012 and updated In August 2022.) The school […]Read More Back to School Tip: Cookies and Razors Do Not Mix
I’m not proud of the fact that when walking into the garage one night, I shoved my daughter into the path of an evil, demonic critter while running for my life. There’s one sure-fire way to send me into sheer terror and everyone close to me knows not to even say the word. In fact in our home, we spell […]Read More Where Does Your Help Come From?
Much to my husband’s dismay, I rarely put gas in my car until there is nothing short of a prayer left in the tank. I consider it efficient time management as I prioritize the tasks on my list. Getting gas becomes the top “to-do” when the warning light comes on. Until then, I have baseball […]Read More Running on Empty
When my son gets an idea in his head, you can forget changing his mind. I’ve always admired his persistence even though there are times I’m certain steam rolled from my ears as he just won’t take “No” for an answer. The goal of his insistence on one particular occasion was a book he wanted […]Read More Don’t Take No for an Answer….
You know those times when your house is eerily quiet and you sense someone somewhere is up to no good? Well I had one of those occasions 8 years ago and I have the green goo stain in the carpet to prove it. One Sunday afternoon we were all enjoying a relaxing respite from the […]Read More The Great Green Goo is No More!
I was hustling around the kitchen one night and not really listening to the steady stream of words my son was hurling my way. It’s not that I was trying to ignore him. Actually, it was quite the opposite. As a finalist for Mother of the Year, I do try to actively participate in these […]Read More A Black Eye From What?
My case of the “fat, dumb and uglies” was heading into remission but it wasn’t in any hurry to pack up and move on. I’d gone to great lengths to assist, buying new lipstick and dressing for car line pick up like I was meeting the president. But this had been a severe outbreak and […]Read More There’s Hope in a Good Hair Day
Saturday volleyball tournaments mean early mornings, lots of snacks and an onslaught of flying volleyballs sure to smack you in the head when you least expect it. But this past Saturday, I was knocked off my feet not by a volleyball, but by a host of old hurts, suppressed feelings and long-standing anger. As my […]Read More I’d Rather Been Hit by a Volleyball…
There’s a quaint hotel in Savannah, GA where my husband and I enjoy occasional weekend getaways. We love the location, the decor and most of all – the staff. I have been passionate about customer experience throughout my marketing career. I typically display unusual levels of excitement when staff members show they really “get it”. […]Read More Shrimp & Grits Coming Up
As parents of players on a sports team, there are certain obligations you are expected to meet. Concession stand, ticket sales, fundraising… you know the drill. One particular Friday night, my hubby and I were confined to a small 5ft square space selling tickets to the school football game. Once we got past the pressure […]Read More Ask…