Tag Archive: self care

This past week, I avoided watching the inauguration, and instead, had lunch with a girlfriend. Then I continued to avoid watching it by running errands and drinking iced coffee in the sunshine while I worked. I suspect if I’d started watching all the coverage, I would have started drinking alcohol instead, so avoiding that kind...  

You know what I like? I like waking up in the morning and still seeing the white scape of the moon in the morning sky. And it’s imprinted in the blue just like it was the night before when I saw it, driving home from a movie. It’s like a clear white snowy version of...  

I feel fairly confident I’m not the first to say that the holidays can be weird. Holidays are joy and goodness and light, but they’re also funny because they bring up so much “stuff” for everyone. There aren’t many other cyclical times in the year that make our emotional wells runneth over or maybe instead,...  

I live on the edge of a college campus, the one that I attended for undergrad and graduate school. I grew up on another edge of that same campus as a kid, so I’m well-acquainted with the space. I walk the campus several times a week, my paths imprinted on its memory and mine. I...  

The past, present and future walk into a bar. It was tense. After you roll your eyes, lend me your ears. Let’s imagine your future self. Blythe, billionaire heiress, floating on a swan shaped inflatable at an exclusive resort in the Maldives, perhaps a sparkling glass of champagne in hand. No? Alright, let’s take it...  

I don’t know if everybody gets it, but I’m grateful for my divorce. Or, I guess I should say, my separation. My divorce isn’t yet final, but it’s on it’s way. And I’m thankful for that. This is the sort of thing you’re not supposed to say. Maybe it’s right up there with having hidden...  

On these fall mornings, when I am out walking very early, I feel like I’m keeping the morning’s secret. The only sounds are the birds and the acorns falling through the tree leaves and the occasional fuzzy sound of a lonely car in the distance. I feel like I’ve got the upper hand on the...  

I have a confession. I didn’t vote. It’s not for the reasons that we’ve heard over and over again this election season, that “neither one is a good option.” I actually think there was a great option. My reason was a mistake. When I moved from DC to Florida two years ago (how’s that for...  

I’m not much into health food, I am into champagne. I’ll admit it. I fucking love yacht rock. But I’ll tell you what I don’t love and that’s a little free class at the local YMCA called Tabata. Really, it should be listed with a subtitle: For those interested in killing themselves in 20 second...  

My kids are both tucked into their beds, sweaty hairs on the pillow, small warm bodies snuggled into fresh sheets with their overhead fans whirring and white noise all around. Like most other days, I snuck out from my son’s room and closed his door (wondering yet again if it was a good idea to...  

I can feel my body wake up from a slumber – One I didn’t know I was in Sleeping secretly When that drum beat breaks, breaking me open, but how I like or maybe putting me back together, depending Or the piano key hits perfectly askew in the way my thought was at that moment...  

As a solo parent while it would seem like a trip to the park would be like a walk in the park. Peaceful and pleasant. Wrong. With an 8 year old daughter who is the chattiest Cathy on the planet, a trip to the park is almost physically painful. As I sit in the car...  

Oh, those great Landscapes that wonder through my world, winding and telling my story:I became a Fertile Crescent and the depths descended upon the face of my being, that is to say: My Face The crevasses are deep, wide, unimaginable: Are they filled with clay? Or rock? Or water? Or Mommy Brain? I speak of...  

A year ago this week, my husband was staffed in Brooklyn. We live in Florida. He’s a consultant and gets staffed here and there; I work from home, so I can go here and there with him. To me, this looked like a prime opportunity to pick up out Floridian existence and live amidst the...  

I love Washington, DC. I love walking around, partly because I know the city like the back of my hand. I love people watching, and the personalities and styles and cultures that co-exist. I love the restaurants spilling out into the streets, friends and families and lovers having great food and wine. I’ve never met...  

I used to get antsy in silence Squirm and think up things I could do instead But now I crave it Now, the days of to-dos and two little voices in my life, and one big voice booming from within I crave it like salt or sweets or a cocktail or sex, Not something more...  

I just finished watering the bushes in our yard with a garden hose, holding a beer. I was wearing a sports bra and Umbros. Yep, I still have Umbros. I may have been muttering to myself and making overly-dramatic facial expressions, which only heightens the kind of woman I might have appeared to be. Furthermore,...  

A couple weeks ago, this text exchange between me and my babysitter, “A”, occurred: Me: Hey A, how was your weekend? Might you be available this Saturday evening? 🙂 Babysitter: HI!! awwww thx – it was awesome sauce lolzzz (happy face emoji, check mark emoji). Me and my group rolled deep, killing the game! (photo...