My Chaotic Appearance on Huffington Post Live
At about 2:00pm yesterday, out of the blue, I received a message on Twitter from a producer at Huffington Post Live. My heart skipped a beat and I held my breath. I obviously answered as Read More …
At about 2:00pm yesterday, out of the blue, I received a message on Twitter from a producer at Huffington Post Live. My heart skipped a beat and I held my breath. I obviously answered as Read More …
On Thursday I lost my keys and with them I almost lost my sanity. I lose misplace things often and am constantly reminded that if I only put things back where they belong I won’t lose them. Easy to Read More …
We had a moment. The four of us were in the car, and Joe put on “Apeman” by the Kinks: a catchy tune with silly lyrics masking serious thoughts. The song is about being too scared to Read More …
I’m tired of sounding like a Debbie Downer when it comes to my Ironman training. At times I wonder why I even do this, but then I have days like Sunday where the universe slaps Read More …
F*** them (think of a word that rhymes with duck). That’s what my husband Joe says of the naysayers. You know the type. They add nothing of value, but slowly gnaw at your confidence through “well intentioned” Read More …
Ugh. I am all over the place. Literally. Between spraining my ankle and then heading out on vacation it’s as if training for Ironman Arizona hasn’t even started. But that is not the only thing Read More …
When I was young I thought I could change the world. One of the things I have enjoyed doing the most was opening a non profit corporation with my friends while I lived in Chile, www.CDIChile.org. Read More …
I have been swirling in a glass full of self-pity, walking around with a dark cloud over my head. I was tired, cranky, and unenthusiastic about life in general. I couldn’t pin point the cause Read More …
Fearless is not so fearless anymore and I blame New York for that. Not the entire state, but one particular doctor in some Urgent Care Center near Pound Ridge. Let me explain. I am not Read More …
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …