I turn 40 today. Today. And remarkably, I don’t feel any different. The calendar flipped and I’m just as happy, the scale tells me I still weigh the same, my heart continues to beat at the same pace, the fine lines are still there – each a road-map of the laughter, joy and yes, even heartache I’ve experienced over these… View Post
Three days until the calendar flips me out of my thirties and into the next glorious decade. I can honestly say I never imagined I would be as excited about this as I am. I’ve heard the terms: ‘fabulous and forty’, ‘life begins at forty’, ‘forty is the new 30’… and yet none of them resonate as much as the… View Post
It’s funny. Ask a woman what she doesn’t like about herself and you’ll likely have to interrupt to get her to stop. Her nose. Her curls. Her straight hair. Her hips. Her stomach. Her short legs. Her long legs. Her freckles. And the good? The favorites? We often have one or two. I’m no exception. I have one list that… View Post
To say my jaw dropped today as I read Timothy Burke’s and Jack Dickey’s article on Deadpin about Notre Dame standout linkebacker Manti Te’o would be a crushing understatement. At one point I realized it was necessary to make a conscious effort to breath, to close my mouth, to stop my blood from boiling. The article, Manti Te’o’s Dead Girlfrind,… View Post
I tip-toe up the stairs, balancing first on one foot and then the other, dodging the stairs that creak, the areas of the floor that give way…. holding my breath for every misstep. I’m the night owl in the family. It is well past my pumpkin turning time, the hands on the clock creeping towards 2:30am. I know better. I… View Post
For close to seven hours I was glued to my television and computer. It was the only option. Since I wasn’t on the Red Carpet to observe the fashions, since I wasn’t in the audience to listen in person, I did what I do best during Awards Season – I stare in awe, I ask questions of the stars from… View Post
