• Irish Courage: Traveling with Anxiety

    Well, it’s nearly November, my friends. We are (hopefully, knock on wood) wrapping up a double-whammy of the flu and strep-throat with our five year old right now and it’s been seven days of non-stop fun (<– sarcasm font).  Ivy has pretty significant asthma, so whenever she gets any kind of respiratory illness/cold/flu/virus, we are on high alert.  Combine that…

  • Muddy puddles.

    *** Well, ladies and gentlemen, I fit back into my wedding dress. And I’m proud to say there was nary a pair of pliers, spanx or even three grown adults in sight trying to get it on me. Yes, it fits a little, er, differently. But… when I put it on and could actually get it zipped up, I felt…

  • Fall refresh.

      *** It’s fall. My favorite. This year, I shall defy the Missouri weather by turning the air conditioning up enough to feel comfortable in sweaters. I will look out my window and pretend it’s not 80 degrees on most days. I will spray paint the leaves forcing them to turn. I will have my fall, dammit. *** And how…

  • Old(er) pony, new tricks.

    *** We are in the thick of summer and though we have been having lots of fun, it also feels like we’ve been weaving around unavoidable chaos.  Summer has completely thrown off my momentum of self-care and I have no excuse other than my inability to focus when I don’t have a solid schedule.  Ivy’s summer break combined with a…