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Stronger than we think

    The other morning I pulled a Goddess card with the message “You are stronger than you think.” A Goddess Guidance Oracle Card looks like a Tarot card but features ladies that resemble your hippie elementary school music teacher who never left the 1960s; flowing hair, lute, a super comfy lap and a fire-breathing or rainbow-shooting animal companion. The cards come with a guidebook which provides all the answers to life. Sometimes the messages give broad directives like avoid negative thinking. Other times they provide specifics like go outside or get a cat. If the Goddess… Read More »Stronger than we think

    My Favorite Mother’s Day memory? Maybe not when I got a black t-shirt for a push present.

      This post is sponsored by Luvs as part of their #ShareTheLuv campaign When Husband and I set our wedding date for May 30th, my boss at the time, Ellen,  joked “You didn’t plan that very well, Ann. Your birthday, Mother’s Day and your wedding anniversary all in the same month?!?” Already a mom herself, Ellen knew something I didn’t–that my days were numbered of ME serving as the central focus from which all holiday centrifugal force emanated. At that point in my life, Mother’s Day didn’t move the needle much for me on the holiday… Read More »My Favorite Mother’s Day memory? Maybe not when I got a black t-shirt for a push present.

      COOL STUFF GOING ON!!

        Last night I dreamed I went to France without any Francs. Maybe this dream stems from the fact that I rarely have cash money in my wallet. Since my kids don’t accept debit cards yet for allowance, they are more than a little accustomed to IOUs aka broken promises. Pretty sure you can’t pay for a cafe au lait with broken promises. I think this dream relates to my anxiety about so much cool stuff going on and a fear of finding myself unprepared. This fear manifests in reality when I forget to tell the… Read More »COOL STUFF GOING ON!!

        “Have Yourself a Busy Little Breakdown” and More New Holiday Greetings

          I’m feeling worn-out from the annual Merry Christmas vs. Happy Holidays salutation debacle. Typically, when greeted with Merry Christmas, I respond in kind, although it feels as natural to me as Elsa’s Frozen ponytail strapped to my head. Which is to say, it feels blond. However, responding Happy Holidays or Happy New Year or Happy Hanukkah’s Over when greeted with Merry Christmas seems a little passive aggressive. Therefore, and with great gaiety,  I give you the gift of new holiday greetings: Buoyant exhaustion to you and yours!   Blithe and non-travel-interfering winter scene upon you!… Read More »“Have Yourself a Busy Little Breakdown” and More New Holiday Greetings

          Surprise! My kids do not want to be my pen pals!

            I planned on telling you about this great parenting idea I read about on the internet– to write 40 pages with each of my kids. I planned on adding my own genius in the form of this makes a perfect use of all those swag journals that you get at conferences! I planned on a new season of deepening relationships with my children that not only fostered our communication, but also their love of writing, while continuing a similar tradition that began with my dad and me. Below please find what happens when you’re busy… Read More »Surprise! My kids do not want to be my pen pals!

            My privilege is showing. It think it’s probably better that way.

              I feel confident writing humor and publishing it here. I enjoy this luxury– blogging and spearheading LTYM–while conscious of self-employment as a luxury that any manner of life-events could interrupt. My privilege of creative expression stems from stability–at present a life free of major stressors (illness, poverty, for starters, and racism is where this is going) and, historically, a life full of pretty much every imaginable support. Fear has kept me from writing this post–fear of showing my privilege, of saying the wrong thing, of sounding like I know what I’m doing or have something… Read More »My privilege is showing. It think it’s probably better that way.

              #ThrowBackThursday : Humiliated 7 Year Old Ballerinas

                The picture above represents the “before” when I stood, filled with pride, in my first (Chartreuse) tutu, in my first stage make-up, for my first ballet performance.  You can tell I followed instructions about where to place my hands for this photo, and also that my hair did not cooperate for the ballerina bun. What I didn’t know is that I was mere moments from my first directing gig, too. Our enthusiastic and gentle teacher (Meredith, I think?) led us from the high school classroom, down a ramp, and corralled us back stage in the… Read More »#ThrowBackThursday : Humiliated 7 Year Old Ballerinas

                A Blogger Goes to a Writer’s Conference

                  When a blogger goes to a writer’s conference, she finds herself immersed in authors of literature and MFAs; students of writing who consider words with terrific care. Most read more deeply, thoughtfully, and widely than she does. They pour over paragraphs and deconstruct sentences and consider the how and why of the comma vs. the semi-colon. When asked what authors inspire them, they list off writers like thread off a bobbin. They’ve read those authors more deeply, widely, and thoughtfully than she has. They quote with ease. She quotes with Google. Piles of books make… Read More »A Blogger Goes to a Writer’s Conference

                  The Food Plate!

                    Today the pediatrician reminded 6 of what The Food Plate should look like: 1/2 leafy greens and fruits, 1/4 lean protein, 1/4 whole grains. Got that? 1/2 leafy greens 1/4 lean protein 1/4 whole grains. Here… Not to be confused with   *** p.s The winner of the #LUVS1kid2kid diaper giveaway is “Venti.” Please email me your mailing address so I can get you your 6 months supply of diapers!

                    Listen To Your Mother: Wake up and post on your blog, founder Ann Imig.

                      I tend to assume a lot, and usually I make the more substantial of the ass of u and me. For instance, when someone on Twitter told me they dated Don Draper, I assumed they once actually dated Jon Hamm. Days later they explained that they only dated someone who looked like Jon Hamm. Not at all similarly, I tend to assume people who read this blog know about Listen To Your Mother, and then realize how infrequently I even mention it here. As I’ve read and tracked the new posts popping up in the… Read More »Listen To Your Mother: Wake up and post on your blog, founder Ann Imig.