It All Makes Sense & How I WILL Reach My Pull-UP Goal

I mentioned in an earlier post that my reading list lately has been light on the fiction and heavy on the "self-help" (I did read This is Happy by Camilla Gibb . . . while I couldn't put it down, it was decidedly NOT a happy book). The books I have been LOVING include The Gifts of Imperfection, The... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Traditions & My Non-Traditional Cranberry Sauce

I will freely admit that I absolutely adore good old long-standing traditions.  There's nothing better for me than carrying on one of our family's (too) many traditions.  Perhaps it's my inner control freak exerting it's will . . . or just the fact that I love the comfort that repetition brings, or the fact that as... Continue Reading →

Imperfection, A Preventable Mistake, And Paleo Crispy Rice Squares

Every week or so, my older one has a spelling test.  They get a list of words that all follow the same grammatical rule along with a few sight words (usually these are words that have come up during the previous week that kids in the class have had trouble with).  The older one is... Continue Reading →

Pull-Ups: A Metaphor for (my) Life

According to the dictionary, a pull-up is an exercise in which you hold onto a bar above your head and then pull your body up until your chin is above the bar.  When you put it like that, it doesn't seem so bad.  But then there's the reality.  You're hanging from a bar, and without any countermovement or other... Continue Reading →

Don’t Let Anyone Dull Your Sparkle

It seems like my reading list lately is made up entirely of a kind of self-help books; books urging me to live a more fearless, creative, authentic life (although I do note that Kindle categorizes most of these books under "Professional & Technical" not self-help).  Clearly, I'm searching for something; I just can't articulate exactly what... Continue Reading →

Sabotage in the Form of a Little Girl In Pink Fleece Footed Jammies

The husband and I were so prepared for the week ahead when we fell into bed last night, it was almost comical.  I'm talking prepared to the point where not only were all the meal plans, groceries, backpacks prepared . . . I may or may not have even had a spreadsheet outlining our to-dos... Continue Reading →

Don’t Let Perfect Be the Enemy of Good (aka Sweet Potato Soup)

I first heard the Coach use the phrase "Don't let perfect be the enemy of good" a while ago.  At the time, it was brought up in the context of a joke.  But the phrase has come up a few times since during our training sessions. If I'm to be brutally honest, whenever I hear these... Continue Reading →

When Life Comes Full Circle

I'm starting to really like this whole tidying up thing.  I've unearthed a lot, but more importantly, I've found space.  In particular, I've found space on my desk.  I have a particular fondness for a specific Ikea desk.  It's basically a slab of melamine with four legs that get screwed in.  I particularly LOVE the... Continue Reading →

Peace Points, Tidying, and the Chaos of Young Kids

At the end of each of my Wednesday Crossfit classes, the coach dims the lights in the gym, puts on a 4 minute long song, and tells us all to lie down, stretch, and enjoy our 4 minute long "peace point".  When the four minutes are up, class is officially over, the gym lights snap... Continue Reading →

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