As of about 48 hours ago I was still complaining about my life. I was feeling overwhelmed. I had a lot of work to do. I had too many kids. I had a bunch of driving back and forth from the middle of Pennsylvania to New Jersey awaiting me. I needed to get my daughter readyRead more…
Tag Archives: Girl Whisperer
Good-Bye Pizza. Hello Kale.
Most days for me begin the same: the iPhone next to my head comes to life at 6:05 and I struggle to remember – for the millionth time – what I need to do to make the thing shut the fuck up. Generally, I tap the screen to snooze it and promptly fall back toRead more…
A Lot Can Happen in a Year
About a year ago, I was standing in my TV room with my two neighbors – good girlfriends – lifting weights over our heads when one of my pals started to cry. For about a year we’d been gathering at my house two mornings a week to exercise under the ever-watchful eye of our GirlRead more…