Smelling The Roses
Last Wednesday I picked up the boys from school and on our way home, as we drove over the William Powell bridge with its breathtaking views of the Bay of Biscayne, Fearless called out “Look Read More …
Last Wednesday I picked up the boys from school and on our way home, as we drove over the William Powell bridge with its breathtaking views of the Bay of Biscayne, Fearless called out “Look Read More …
I’m stuck in the middle. To my right is Fearless, passed out with his neck bent in a terribly awkward position. To my left is a stranger with whom I am silently negotiating the arm rest, and Read More …
My son Fearless, at five years old, almost lost his nickname on Halloween. I live in a community that is really wonderful and its magic comes alive for trick or treaters. I mean this literally. There is one Read More …
I used to smoke before I started something because I needed inspiration. I used to smoke when I finished something because I deserved a reward. Needless to say my smoking habit made me quite unproductive. Now consider Read More …
Dreamer found an apple at school today and for some reason thought it was very special. As we were leaving, he told another mom that he found an apple and she said something along the lines Read More …
was unsuccessful at squeezing in training during the week. But when training for a half ironman, my next race, you cannot skip the weekend workouts. Period. And so I developed an elaborate, stressful, plan of babysitting, sleepovers and Read More …
My son Diego thinks he is a rock star. Being one of the oldest children at our school has fed his rock stardom, and at six years old the kid jams a mean air guitar Read More …
I love Miami, and I love being a Latina … except when it comes to cycling, then I fantasize about being a gringa in Vermont. I was having mental health issues with my bike. This caused a major problem because Read More …
I wrote this in June 2012, before I even signed up for Ironman Florida. All I had done until that point was say I wanted to do it. Life this week has been to hectic Read More …
My family cheated on our last scavenger hunt. God forbid we do all the work when some teenager at Parrot Jungle could do it for us. I felt terrible that day, and in part my Read More …