Tag: mom

  • 5 years without Mia

    5 years without Mia

    I call myself decent at remembering birthdays, but I’m terrible at remembering dates of tragedies. I suppose this is mostly a good thing. However, Facebook Memories was here to remind me at 3am when I woke to let the dog out that 5 years ago today, I was lying in bed beside my grandmother, Mia,…

  • Fear of committment

    I received a wonderful compliment from Stephanie yesterday – she told me that she admires my committment to fitness. This said during the same day that I a) had committment on my mind, (namely, people who commit to things and then disappoint) and b) started a new workout journey – boot camp classes at this…

  • Nothing good ever happens after midnight

    My mom used to say that all the time. I completely disagree. In fact, plenty of good happens after midnight: – The best parties don’t even start until then. – The likelihood you’ll get dinner and a show at an all-night diner certainly increases (I’m thinking of a specific instance that involved Waffle House and someone…

  • It’s all relative.

    About a week and a half ago, I decided to attend a new yoga class at the studio I’ve been attending. This class was different for two reasons: it has been called the most difficult yoga class the studio offers, and Stacey was unable to make it so I would be attempting the new challenge alone.…

  • Pink ballerinas, freight trains and talking mice; and yet no, this is not a post about drugs

    Severe weather had been predicted all day yesterday, but in the morning the news was calling it merely a “slight” chance for tornadoes. So I didn’t worry too much about it, and I even thought that my plan for an evening run probably woudn’t be affected. I tend to keep the news on in the…

  • Have a bucket list. Check it off. Life is short.

    I was hanging out with Mom and Dad last week in Scottsdale, Arizona, and Dad had a rather awkward trip down the resort’s water slide. I felt badly that I’d convinced him to give it a try and he’d clearly not had a good time, but at the bottom, he turned to me and said,…

  • It’s not about me. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

    It’s not about me. It’s not about me. It’s not about me. I keep telling myself that, but it doesn’t make this any easier. Things are changing too fast. In the past four weeks My grandmother died. My parents who live with my grandmother now have to decide what to do. And what to do…

  • Things are always better with your mom

    I won’t be spending Mother’s Day with my Mom because she is busy being a “Mom” to who she calls “her ladies” today. My mom has made a career out of being a mom, that’s how good at it she is. After raising three wonderful, successful, perfect children (haha, ok, Kevin’s not perfect), she decided…

  • Things are always better with your mom

    I won’t be spending Mother’s Day with my Mom because she is busy being a “Mom” to who she calls “her ladies” today. My mom has made a career out of being a mom, that’s how good at it she is. After raising three wonderful, successful, perfect children (haha, ok, Kevin’s not perfect), she decided…

  • ‘My Cabooooooodle!!’

    It was 1992 or 1993. We were in the family’s Astro van, driving out west. All five of us in one car, and two of us were teenagers. So yeah, you can imagine the highs and lows of that trip. Some notable things: = Dad got a speeding ticket. That was when I learned that people are…

  • ‘My Cabooooooodle!!’

    It was 1992 or 1993. We were in the family’s Astro van, driving out west. All five of us in one car, and two of us were teenagers. So yeah, you can imagine the highs and lows of that trip. Some notable things: = Dad got a speeding ticket. That was when I learned that people are…

  • ‘like peeing in your pants’

    Ah, I turn twenty-thirteen today. Love being in my 20s. I was going to write a post going on and on about how wonderful all those in my life are (yes, I am talking about you!) but I have been doing that a lot lately. Instead I’ll show you some of my super-cool presents. Pampering…

  • Weddings, babies, surgeries, life …

    So, you wouldn’t know it by reading this blog, but other things have been going on besides the fact that I fell on my face and have spent the past few weeks recovering. Who knew?? So, in a nutshell, here’s some other things that have been going on: = My brother had back surgery. You…

  • The story of how an intruder (didn’t) catch me

    So, one of the most wonderful silver linings about the past few weeks is how many visitors I have had. I know I’ve mentioned them to you all along, but it’s just been so touching. Colleen visited me *every day* in the hospital and some at home, as did my parents and Jeff wouldn’t leave…

  • Health update and the power of supportive friends and family

    Lots of updates. I will try to keep it brief – I feel like I’ve been talking about my injuries so much that even I am starting to get a little bored with them! But, in a nutshell … On the health front: – Every day is different. Some days are better than others. The…

  • Why I love the hospital

    So, I stopped talking yesterday during the second ambulance ride, this one to CMC Mercy. I was alone during this ride. Colleen and Jim had driven the Jeep to CMC University the night before, so Jeff drove that one. I’d been in the ER from around 9 p.m. to around 8 a.m., and neither of…

  • Why I love the hospital

    So, I stopped talking yesterday during the second ambulance ride, this one to CMC Mercy. I was alone during this ride. Colleen and Jim had driven the Jeep to CMC University the night before, so Jeff drove that one. I’d been in the ER from around 9 p.m. to around 8 a.m., and neither of…

  • I was destined to be an Aries

    Today is my birthday. My birthday. But for some reason, I’m not thinking of myself so much today. I’m thinking of my mom. Because the day of my birth was a much bigger deal for her than me. Heck, I don’t even remember it! Apparently I was impatient even in the womb. Because my mom’s…

  • Do NOT give grandma a sleeping pill while the basketball game is on …

    Things I learned while staying with my grandmother at the hospital and rehab center: = Nurses at the rehab center are not the same as nurses at the hospital. Nurses at a hospital are nice, with good bedside manner. And they come when you push the call button. And they don’t roll their eyes and…

  • Sometimes, you just need your mom

    Ever have one of those weeks where you feel as if it’s all you can do to keep your head above water? Yeah, me too. The frustrating part is that any one of those things could be handled – it’s the culmination of events that leave you feeling as if you’re drowning. Deep breath. Calming thoughts.…

  • On training bras and doing whatever your friends tell you to do

    It’s 1980-something and I’m in the back of mom’s station wagon, sitting on blue vinyl with my neighbor Lauren sitting across from me, and we’re on the way to school. Jenny and Kevin are in the car as well. Lauren says to me, “Why don’t you ask your mom if the tooth fairy is real?” It’s…

  • The family that dyes hair together …

    So, better late than never on the Christmas blog post, right? I’ll try not to bore you with all of the details, but I wanted you to see what my grandmother thought of this present I made for her. Instead of telling you, I’ll show you with pictures, all beautifully captured by Jeff:   —————…

  • The family that dyes hair together …

    So, better late than never on the Christmas blog post, right? I’ll try not to bore you with all of the details, but I wanted you to see what my grandmother thought of this present I made for her. Instead of telling you, I’ll show you with pictures, all beautifully captured by Jeff:   —————…

  • What do you get for the person that has everything?

    When I was a child, going to visit my grandmother, who we all call Mia, I would ask her what we were going to eat for dinner. “Food,” she would always reply, in a tone that clearly conveyed “Get the hell outta my kitchen” or “Whatever I serve, you will eat.” Mia has never been…