Steal of a Deal

yellow river rock

I never pass a lemonade stand without stopping. I remember all too well the potent mix of opportunity and potential… of being 9 years old and arranging rocks, acorns and pretty yellow leaves in the playhouse with an intent to sell. My little sister and I named it “The Morning Bell Bakery”… Continue reading »

Baby Crazy

My pediatrician calls it “the baby crazies.” Otherwise known as a condition that strikes when your last planned child is between the delectable baby stage and still innocent and cute toddler stage. Most often afflicts women, no known cure – not even expanding the family. I’m glad there’s a name… Continue reading »

Straddling Worlds

Ricochet. It even sounds like bouncing around from one extreme to the other. A lot of exciting things are developing, but I find myself bouncing from depressed and on the verge of tears to manically happy within the space of a couple heartbeats. It’s not my preferred way to get through the day,… Continue reading »