I've often tried to meditate. But as soon as I sit down, my mind starts running around. I know that's to be expected, and that you just have to stick with it. But somehow the sense of peace and calm I try to accomplish by meditating always eludes me. Then I heard coloring counts as...
Lately when I looked in the mirror I didn't like what I saw. I saw this haggard looking woman, with messy long hair. I could of course have tried to get some rest. But who has the time?! So I decided to force the issue, and get myself a perm! After all, if your hair...
I seem to have a knack for writing posts that don't inspire any comments. Whereas others score about 50 comments by publishing a post about how their cat is really losing a lót of hair this year, my emotional outpours fall flat. It's the one thing that sometimes makes me feel like giving up on...
I've never been a big fan of parent participation at school. Sure, I felt a bit nostalgic when my five children started school, but it also meant I'ld finally get some peace and quiet, and some much needed time to myself. Or so I thought, because soon they started pouring in: the requests to help...
I'm a bit embarrassed to admit it, but I'm a big fan of Sister Wives. I started watching the show after reading an article about Kody Brown and his four wives, and I love to watch them go about their daily lives. And I kind of feel for Kody Brown, having to deal with four...
When I was about eleven years old I made the mistake of telling my parents I wanted to go to Summer Camp. That's what you get from reading too many Enid Blython novels. My parents, excited that fínally I wanted to do something besides reading while reading chocolate, dropped what they were doing and before...
I finally managed to get the shocking tale of the Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle from the library. And after studying the deeper layers of this story I am now ready to share my insights with the world! The Very Hungry Caterpillar: a very deep analysis It turns out The Very Hungry Caterpillar is...
When it comes to personal style I'ld like to describe mine as Boho Chic. Although my sisters tell me I'm more Hobo than Boho… Sometimes I wonder briefly: 'Am I a yummy mummy?' Then I shrug, and decide: probably not. I'm way too attached to comfort. I love my Uggs and my Birkenstocks, and my...
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Only four classmates. That's how few guests my daughter invited for her birtday party. No matter how much I tried to get her to invite more guests. I'ld like to think of birthday parties as Unique Networking Opportunities. A chance to create new diplomatic bonds, enter in coalitions, and make sure there'll be lots of...
