"I want your life." I stepped back and pushed my sunglasses up on my forehead for a better look at my neighbor after I buckled G into her car seat. I plastered the most genteel smile I could conjure on my face, nodded, and gave what I thought was an appropriate chuckle and waved my… Continue reading This Is Your Life
If you read through my last post, then you know we established a few important things: 1. It is absolutely possible to work hard with minimal payoff. 2. We use our bodies all day every day and there are certain patterns that interrupt efficient movement 3. Our bodies often compensate to make up for inefficiencies,… Continue reading Ms. New Booty Part I
"Oh, my God! Look. At. Her. Butt! It's, like, so big!" I'm telling my age a bit with this one but, Dear Heart, you can take it as gospel that no such words were very uttered about Yours Truly. Truly. And, yes, if you haven't figured it out yet, I am, "Like. So. Black." I've… Continue reading The Tale of a Useless Squat
I was a latch-key kid. Back in the late 80s and early 90s that was still a thing. At 3:30 sharp every afternoon, Mom would call. Not to check in or anything expected like that, but to frantically start planning dinner. Her loud and shrill voice would demand that we go out… Continue reading The Power of Prep
"Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials." -Lin Yutang A couple of weeks ago, I distractedly sat in church multi-tasking. I was listening some, but mostly organizing my life (i.e. making lists), when the… Continue reading The Art of Doing Nothing
Picture this: New Year’s Eve, Northern Virginia 2016. My husband, D, and I were plowing through a plate of homemade sliders, potato skins, and hot chips and dips in anticipation of the next big thing. We were bingeing out preparing for the impending start of our New Year’s diet, the infamous Whole30. But, wait a… Continue reading The Awakening
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