Monthly Archives: November 2012

I just want to buy her the stupid Cinderella dress.

I just want to buy her the stupid Cinderella dress.

“I want a Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle. Oooooooh!” Now, instead of a round-faced spectacled young boy, picture a curly-haired, green-eyed young girl saying: “I want a Cinderella dress that lights up with a Cinderella ring and a Cinderella salon. Oooooooh!” With Ralphie-like enthusiasm, my preschooler knows what she wantsRead More

If I had 500 million dollars…

If I had 500 million dollars…

In less than an hour, there will be a Powerball drawing for 500 million dollars. Just typing that out feels ridiculous, a bit like Dr. Evil with a pinky to my lip. I have to admit there’s a part of me that gets caught up in the excitement. A big enough part that I actuallyRead More

He’s got this, too.

He’s got this, too.

Job searching. Let me just say this process is no fun. Scanning online ads, reaching out to friends and family for leads, spending hours on one cover letter, and I feel like this search has become a part-time job in and of itself. And while I’ve only been at it for a couple of weeksRead More

Review: Go! Go! Sports Girls Make Great Gift for Young Girls

Review: Go! Go! Sports Girls Make Great Gift for Young Girls

My recent post about my daughter’s decision to NOT ask for Monster High dolls for Christmas sparked an online conversation with the makers of Go! Go! Sports Girls–a line of dolls developed to deliverĀ a fun and educational way to promote self-appreciation and the benefits of daily exercise, healthy eating and sleeping habits, self-esteem and overallRead More

Being a Skinny Minnie Won’t Make You Happy

Being a Skinny Minnie Won’t Make You Happy

Flat stomach. Sleek thighs. Tight tush. Whether you’re a size 18 or size 2, you’ve probably looked in the mirror and desired to see these attributes. As women, we’re taught from an early age that beauty is defined by how you look in a pair of blue jeans, and that an extra squish should beRead More

11 years before this photo was taken…

11 years before this photo was taken…

…I went on a date with a young man. One I’d met while we both worked at Sheplers, after I’d asked him to “clean my boots.” (Read the full story here.) He was charming, and funny, and handsome, and I fell head over western heel. Yesterday, that same young man had his attention on anotherRead More