Amy, Amy, Amy. Boy, do we need to talk.
In general I write these clever little letters to public figures who have behaved poorly (Mama June, etc.) where I have a polite build-up with some funny ‘isms that really get the reader going. It’s kind of my thing, if you will.
Okay, maybe it didn't ruin my life, but my misuse of social media threw me into a terrible controversy at my kids' school. Today's post is about irony. Well, irony and how I messed up my life and the lives of a few others. And how I'm sorry. So very, very sorry.
I sit here thinking, analyzing and obsessing about the events that transpired a week ago and set in motion an unbelievable shit storm. As some of you know, I'm a health and development educator for adolescent girls. In fact, I have a whole presentation on cyber-safety and how girls should always be very careful about what they post online. But right now, I'm sitting here, stewing in my own shame. I imagine I'm feeling much like the 15-year-old girl who insisted she knew what she was doing when she texted her boyfriend a boob-shot that went viral. She intended it to be only for his eyes.
Photo: mainstreet.com Happy Sunday! This is the last Sunday of 2014, can you believe it? As we get ready to close this year, I’m sharing one more time the news that made me smile, laugh, and go “shut the front door” this week: CNN rounds up the leading women of 2014, and each and every one of them is simply amazing, while Fast Company rounds up the 100 most creative people of 2014; The holidays are still upon us, and Levo League gives us a few tips on how to manage the inevitable holidays stress; I’m all about educational toys, especially in this season of gift-giving ....more
With my obsessive nesting nearly complete I stepped back last night to reflect on my decluttering, purging, streamlining process. I actually learned quite a bit about myself from this experience. Over the years we’ve bought a lot of stuff we just don’t need ....more