I Just Need 21 Days For This to Stick (Beyoncé Told Me So)

It was our great philosopher in a bowler hat, Boy George, who said it best when he sang: Time won't give me time. It's one of those hard truths working mothers (hell, all mothers!) know too well. And for us WAHMs ... listen. The juggle is real. ...more
goodnessmadness Got to give BG is propers, right? :-) Thanks for reading!more

Too Much Stuff: An All-American Problem

Editor's Note: This NaBloPoMo post was originally published on November 9, 2015. ...more
The holidays are here and I am having a very tough time cleaning up enough just to get out all ...more

A Lesson From NaBloPoMo: 6 Ways To Get Work Done!

Looks like NaBloPoMo has already taught me something: Life is just as important as committing to this blog. This blog is part of my life. Yes, I want to commit, and yes, I want to be consistent. But little blips here and there are fine. The thing is, the hardest part of getting shit done for me is definitely finding the energy to begin. I'm not too bad at procrastinating, but if I had to tell you one thing I struggle with, that would be it. ...more
Wow, that does sound really tough. I'm sorry about your mom :( I"m glad you're taking care of ...more

Gratitude and Thanksgiving #NaBloPoMo 26

It’s said that expressing gratitude changes your life. I tried having a gratitude journal, but it felt false somehow. But in reality, it was probably just my reluctance to give up focusing on nonsense. And now that another Thanksgiving has arrived, I feel compelled to express some gratitude. Thank you so much for reading the rest at  Stepping Aside! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!...more

A New Morning's Promise

My favorite time of the day early morning when the house is still and quiet waiting for the awaking of a new day with all shinning newness. New like fresh snow glistening with unlimited possibilities calling to you, make your tracks, make it your own. Sitting in the kitchen with a fresh cup of hot coffee hearing only the mechanical hum of the refrigerator or the soft chime of our grandmother’s clock before the first trickles of water from the up stairs bathroom signal the house is awaking is my special time....more
J-MOM Thank you for the complement. No, my attitude comes from the belief that we all choose our ...more

Golden Days

  Those last days of Autumn. Cold is already in the air, but when after a rain shower, sun breaks through, the light is still golden and warm. Working inside, snuggling up with books and magazines. Reading blogs and dreaming about setting up for Christmas in a week or two....more

A Home Not Our Own

An excerpt from A HOME NOT OUR OWN from November 25, 2015:Today, I contemplate how grateful I am that the homeowner of this house accepted our lease application last Spring, and that this rental was available for immediate move in. Had another week passed we would have been homeless... again. Relief that that was not the case.Although still in a home not our own, it's nice to feel safe and warm. Take care, be well, good night and sweet dreams. ...more

In Staying Mad, The Past Is Alive

I can’t stay mad at you. I like today’s Daily Prompt over at WordPress. It refers to our focus. Are we focused upon the present, or the past? Staying mad at someone keeps your focus on your perception of what they did. That’s past tense. I know because I’m currently studying Latin and I’m learning once again about verb tenses. It’s easier now, given that I had three years of Spanish in high school and two years of French in college....more

Hello..Who Am I?

I am a 54 year old woman I am a wife to the same man for almost 30 yearsI am a mom to four childrenI am a daughter, sister, daughter in law, auntie and a cousinI am a friendI am an adoption facilitatorI am an Executive Director to a non profit I foundedI am a Registered NurseI am an educator I am an advocate for women and children...more

Labels of Thanks

 Nail Party (puts smiles on my nails and helps a friend make sales). Breaded Mushrooms ...more

Things I Learned From the Mouse

Once upon a time, I worked for a very large corporation. It is my belief that when they give a title to someone, such as the one I had, however insignificant, this particular corporation confiscates that person's soul and puts it in a vault, where they torture it by angrily and repeatedly shouting the key points of the latest Japanese-inspired corporate efficiency trend. (MINI KAIZEN! MINI KAIZEN! LEAN!...more