Blogger Without a Cause
There's been a lot of talk about so-called "mommy porn" since 50 Shades of Grey (E.L. James). I'm here to tell you, Blogtropolis Moms, that if you are in the minority and haven't yet read the books, be advised that you don't need to succumb to the hype. There are lots of fun guys you can... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, after committing to living healthier, I started doing yoga at home with DVDs. I wasn't really into it. In fact, I remember describing it as "goofy." So I gave up my home yoga practice and joined a gym, opting for a weight-lifting class and an occasional trot on the treadmill. After... Continue Reading →
Every year when the Oscar nominations are revealed, I make a concerted effort to see all of the Best Picture nominees prior to the awards show. A few years back when there were only five movies in the category, this was simple. Now that there can be up to ten, I partake in a sort... Continue Reading →
I am back at my son's gymnastic class, exactly a week after I wrote this, where I debated scratching this plan to blog. I'm so glad I didn't give up. Getting into a groove with WOAW has been so much fun. I've had my moments when Fear (along with its good friend Doubt) whispered in... Continue Reading →
I had two ideas for this blog, and in contemplating which way to go with it, I remembered that I'm a Rebel Blogger so I'm going to pass along both thoughts. A little bit of background . . . Picture this, Blogtropolis. It's the 1980's. A time of Reagan, Dallas, Yuppies, Duran Duran. A young girl... Continue Reading →
As I procrastinated on my twitter account this morning, Kerry Washington popped up, and it dawned on me that Scandal returns tomorrow night on ABC! YES! Olivia! Fitz! Mellie! So psyched and so happy to award Scandal the premiere post of Waiting on a Word's What to Watch. I love Olivia Pope (Kerry Washington). I... Continue Reading →
Tonight I had the pleasure of using one of the many phone numbers posted on a magnet on my fridge. Pizza delivery? Nope. Real Estate agent? Nope. Poison Control. Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time I've sought out that magnet. My little guy, M. finished his bath and ran downstairs while I was helping my... Continue Reading →
The time: Nine p.m. The place: my couch. My butt: comfortably plopped. My company: none. I exhale. Ahhhhh! It's the only time of day that I actually can choose what I want to do. No demanding job, no demanding kids. Guess what time it is, Blogtropolis? It's "Me" Time. Woo-hoo! On a good night, "me"... Continue Reading →
Last night I spoke to a friend who is sad, with good reason. It didn't feel right that someone so special could have such a crap day. As I listened to her recount her day, she revealed that she had skipped her yoga class that morning. She thought that if she had gone, her whole... Continue Reading →
It's Saturday morning and I am sitting at my son's gymnastics class. On the way here I thought I'd delete the stupid posts I've written the past couple of days. I decided I couldn't do this blogging thing, and tried to convince myself that I didn't really want to. Then sitting here, I recognized it.... Continue Reading →
