A day in the life of me doesn’t seem very exciting but we’ll give it a go. #AdoptionTalk is in its 14th month…or something like that. I’m stoked to see that the linkup has grown, gathered steam and brought life to more voices and stories. So now, a peek behind the curtain. My co-hosts and…
This post is sponsored by DriveShop and also contains affiliate links. All opinions expressed are mine. I’m not shy and I don’t hate people…let me just put that out there. But I am a card-carrying introvert. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Introverts don’t have introvert cards…mostly because that would involve having to take extra steps to…
If you have chosen international adoption to build your family, you’ll most likely have to travel outside the USA to meet your new child. Here are some tips that will hopefully help you out. Disclaimer: I’m a seasoned traveler. If you’re not, then take my tips with a grain of salt. If you really think…
How many times have you heard someone say admiringly “girlfriend is totally rocking that angry, bitter thing?” How ‘bout never? Lately, I’ve recognized bitterness in myself. It feels funny, like shoes that don’t fit but that I’m wearing anyway. I try to shrug off bitter. Sometimes I can, but it’s temporary. Bitterness sneaks back. Sometimes I…
Some memories really stay with you. I like to think I’m a pretty strong and confident person but seeing the name of the girl who taunted me in high school pop up on my friends’ social media feeds elicits a reaction in me, even after all these years. Here’s an excerpt of my latest post…
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Yesterday was my last day employed by the bourbon distillery where my father worked 17 years. I made it 31 months. It wasn’t that I didn’t inherit his stamina and work ethic. My co-workers were interesting, good people, with laid back, comedic and gossipy personalities one grows up around in a small town. Time tick…
I struggle with writing about adoption and motherhood all the time. That might seem like a funny thing to say, considering the words “adoption” and “motherhood” appear in the tag line of my blog. But, it’s complicated. I write for a variety of reasons: to clear my head, to document life, to earn money, and…
I was sitting at my computer working when I saw eight words flash across my screen. Ads are everywhere and the stalker-ish Internet always knows what kind of stuff we like to buy, right? All bad things must come to an end. It was an ad for the farewell Mötley Crüe tour stopping in my…
If grades were given out in this thing called motherhood, last week would probably have fallen somewhere between a D+ and a C-, depending on the generosity of the teacher. I don’t aim for perfection in parenting. I’m mostly shooting for above-average. Most of the time, I think I succeed. But not last week. I…