It was early June in 2009. After flying over the white-capped Andes Mountains, we descended through the clouds, which gave way to a breath-taking view of the Amazon River and its tributaries snaking their way through the thick jungle surrounding the city of (more…)
In its most tangible form it might be a book that goes everywhere with you in your purse or briefcase. It could be hanging on the wall in the laundry room. Or maybe it’s in the kitchen, stuck to the refrigerator courtesy of industrial strength magnets super-glued to the back (like mine). Or perhaps it’s the app on your computer or smart phone that never gets a rest.
I am not a morning person.
I am, in fact, a true night owl. If I can get past 9 p.m. I’m good to go until around 4 a.m. Then it only makes sense to sleep until 11 a.m., followed by a nap from 2-5 p.m. Such sleep habits are perfect for a jobless high school or college student (or even an unmarried high school English teacher) on summer break, but don’t work so well, say, for a stay-at-home mom with a husband and a two-year-old. (more…)
It was a rough week at my house. From ear infections to runny noses, from croupy coughs to bronchitis, from low-grade fevers to aching bodies, we had it all. As a stay-at-home mom to a two-year-old, I don’t have time to be sick, but when the toddler and I are under the weather at the same time. . .
Don’t think for one minute that I suffered in silence. Why would I when there’s an entire online world out there waiting to “Like,” “Favorite,” “Share,” “Comment” on, and “Retweet” my misery? So, like any self-respecting social media addict, I grabbed my smart phone between nose wipings and thermometer readings and shared my sickness. (more…)