I have to versus I get to.

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Years ago I hurt my back. I couldn't move around without pain let alone exercise. At all. For months. It was during that stretch of time my attitude toward the cardio-exercise I loathed shifted from: "I *have* to do cardio" to "I get to do cardio." It happened gradually, yet after a while when I'd hear others lament they had to walk or Zumba or run or elliptical, my first thought ... Continue Reading

I value you.

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The older I get the accomplishment I'm most proud of is my long-term friendships. As much as I adore meeting new women and creating new bonds, the time invested to remain connected with old friends (in this oft disconnected world) is, to my mind, worth celebrating. Recently a decades long friend needed advice. Her struggle was something I'd never experienced yet, as with all struggles, ... Continue Reading

Is OLD talk the new FAT talk?

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Once upon a time there lived a Misfit and her Mini-Me. Our Misfit was all about taking up space in the world, being big, strong and HEARD. Her Mini-Me, while only 9, appeared to follow suit. She, too, felt unstoppable. She knew she was her own superhero: Mini-Me loved her burgeoning muscles and would display them without being asked. Frequently. Our Misfit was ... Continue Reading

Whats on YOUR laundry tag?

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I'm pretty prideful about the fact I ask for what I need. Specifically, clearly & in the moment. For some reason it's always been pretty clear to me if I don't ask I won't receive. I can't read your mind or intuitively know what you want---why on earth would I assumed you'd be able to do that for me? (I've also learned asking isn't a guarantee I'll get what I seek, but if I ... Continue Reading

4 HUGE differences between goals and dreams.

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Goal. I recently reconnected with an old friend. We exchanged updates on life & family and eventually made our way to careers. She asked about mine, I shared my current projects and added: I'm essentially walking around Austin, arms wide open, shouting: I'm ready for all the world has to offer. My friend was surprised by this description. I'd pegged you as someone with a vision ... Continue Reading

It is what it is.

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Years ago I dated a guy who had a number of tattoos (shocking, I realize). (He wasn't covered, but the ones he had were intricate. I called him my illustrated man with few tales to tell. ahh youth) While he didn't use my same phrasing, he appeared to approach his body art as I did about my own. His tattoos weren't chosen either in haste or for shock value/rebellion. He felt, as I did, ... Continue Reading

Im the eight percent.

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I've turned 2016 into an Adult Bubble Life. I launched 2016 in a way different from any other. Instead of identifying goals. Instead of jotting down dreams. I decided to identify feelings I wanted to experience in the upcoming 365 days. At the time my choice felt both overly ambitious and entirely like a cop out. I wondered if I could manipulate my environment such that I ... Continue Reading

I am a glow stick.

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It's hard to believe we're only three weeks deep into summer vacation. Homework fights and science fair stuffs already feel like a lifetime ago. In a great way. (Is it too soon to start dreading 5th grade?) I credit much of our lackadaisical pace and be present lifestyle to the Mindful Bucket List we created. Even when we aren't actively crossing items off our list it's helped shift ... Continue Reading

Venting versus Complaining.

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(Buck BFF settled in and ready for my *venting.*) I've started talking daily walks with a new neighborhood friend. Our walks are the perfect addition to my days (we talk everything from child rearing to career refining as we go) and have quickly become key in helping me manage life-stress. I barrel into our brief time together like a runaway train (OKIhavesomuchtotellyouabout...) slowing ... Continue Reading

Blessings of a shattered phone.

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The below is a re-post from 3 1/2 years ago. Recently, the Child has started using this same shattered phone (wi-fi only) to text and facetime friends. Last week, as a surprise, I had the phone's glass repaired. Her gratitude was palpable. She couldn't believe I'd have it fixed for her. It reminded me how much she's changed and how she's not changed at all. Ive gotten better at ... Continue Reading

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