Monday, November 17, 2014


As we are coming up on Thanksgiving, I can't help but be so thankful that Jay and I made the decision to send our girls to Catholic school.  We went back and forth on whether or not it would be the right decision for our family, and eventually it came down to a gut feeling.  Now I can easily say I have no regrets.  The past four years have improved our family life, made us closer to God, made me able to talk about my beliefs without feeling like a phony... I could go on and on.

Now, just because our kids go to Catholic school doesn't mean they are good all the time.  In fact, it usually means I hear about their not-so-great behavior a lot faster because the school is so small.  I am regularly texting with various parents about one or both of the kids, and we really do know most of the parents by their first name (and car).  If we don't see the parents, their classmates are more than willing to tattle on them during drop off or pickup, so it's hard not to cringe when I see a kid running towards me.

Every now and then, the stars align and I get a text or email that just fills my heart with joy, so because I can I'm going to brag a bit here.  The email below could not have come at a better time for Jay and I, because just the day before we were lamenting on what pains our kids were.

An email from a parent about Addi and a friend:
"Yesterday, at The Hive, the kids were asked to paint concentric circles on a canvas. My son was having a tough time keeping his paint from running together, and was frustrated with the outcome of his efforts. Both Addi and a friend gave him words of encouragement, and he finished his project.

I know kids don't always realize the power of their words; but, since adults do, I wanted to pass this along to you. I am always grateful for the kind friends in their class, and yesterday was especially grateful for your lovely children."

I also received an email the other day sharing pictures of Samantha painting.  We rarely get to see them in school so quick emails like this mean the world to me.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Body image issues

I've spent the majority of my life unhappy with how I look. It's something that seems inevitable but today, at the ripe old age of 36 1/2 I can say fairly confidently that this is me, I love me, and even though I can always get in better shape the real goal should be a happy life. 

That said, there's something really unnerving to the self esteem when you take a shower with an audience. 

Skinny bitch. 
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