“Im saving these until youre dead…”

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"Mama, I've decided something." "I'm going to save all these.  I'm going to save them until you're dead." "And then I'll show them to my children.  And they will be passed down...what's that word..." "Oh yes. They will be passed down through generations." "But only, definitely, after you're dead."   ... Continue Reading

Tomorrow is the official day.

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Once upon a time the fabtastic Julie surprised Roni & me with a picture. We were about to record a podcast and giving the hashtag a final skim on social media when we discovered the image. Neither of us could believe it. Julie captured us so perfectly and it was such a lovely surprise it infused at least this half of our duo with fresh excitement. Excitement about recording the ... Continue Reading

Words GLORIOUS words! (guest post)

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We love how June writes. We LOVE the Flexies she sells... Please welcome June. I adore how she and I disagree on many topics and yet a friendship based on mutual respect has been created. I invited her here to share her response to my BINGE WATCHING post. What do words mean to you? For me, they are music. They can transport me to another world. They can make me fly into a rage. They ... Continue Reading

Ive found connection.

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A few months ago this image made the rounds on social media: Image created by Sweatpants & Coffee. I want the sweatshirt. The picture & its text brought to mind when I taught playground yoga in Oakland to wiggly second graders. It reminded me how the kids struggled to be still (they were monkey mind incarnate in the most fantastic of ways). It sparked me to recall a child who ... Continue Reading

Mutt the Custard.

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Please welcome Tara AKA Mutt the Custard. She's here at my request as I love her take on the silly side of weight loss... I have black lab named Diesel. I wore a Fitbit for a couple of years and always checked to see how many steps I have done after walking the dog in the morning. It's usually around 7000/3.5miles and my goal of course is to do at least 10000 a day. All of this ... Continue Reading

An introvert outside her comfort zone.

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This post has rattled around in my head for a while.  It crystallized recently as we edge toward book release and I'm repeatedly shoved from my zone of comfy. And finding it exhausting. Once upon a time, I was chatting with the Foodie McBody pictured below, when she remarked: You know, people say you're like a ninja. I pressed her to explain. I wondered if my self-appointed ... Continue Reading

Strong just is.

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There's been discussion recently about a photographer who, according to the articles, is teaching her daughters Strong is The New Pretty. As the story goes, Kate Parker was prepping for a gallery show when she realized all her strongest images were of her daughters. Her daughters simply being themselves. Brave, dirty, confident, messy, strong. Thanks to having a mom who encouraged them in ... Continue Reading

The harshest judgement (guest post)

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Please welcome Coco. I've known her for what feels like an eternity. I've admired her for just as long. I'm always always learning from her & I'm grateful for the post below. When I saw Carla's post confessing how she's judged others before walking in their shoes, it made me think about how I judge others. With Lent approaching, I thought it would be a good practice to notice when I ... Continue Reading

My steps to mindful eating.

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I've been an intuitive/mindful eater for decades. It's become so..intuitive I don't know I could have defined or explained how I came to this place until the addition of the cupcake-muncher pictured above. I realized I not only did I need to need to practice what I longed to preach ("hmmm, what am I in the mood for? what food is my body requesting in this moment? am I hungry or bored?) I ... Continue Reading

I owe nothing to other mothers.

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For me it was shaving my legs. I can't remember how old I was, but I do remember pulling on my overall shorts (hello '70s), looking down and thinking. It's time. Ever impatient, I decided it was quite literally "time," grabbed scissors (?) and attempted to trim off my leg hair. When this didn't provide the results I sought, I found my mom, I informed her it was time and she helped me ... Continue Reading

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