We teach people how to treat us.

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I have a friend about whom I care a great deal. We share the same snickering sensibilities. We have similar approaches to how we live our best lives. We are different enough we rarely disagree, yet so shockingly alike we often, separately, arrive at identical life-choices. Recently, however, I noticed my friend wasn't treating me well. (As I type that sentence I'm aware it reads more ... Continue Reading

My search for a shared sense of humor.

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For me having a sense of humor in life is pivotal. When all else fails, when you've accidentally given yourself a new haircut, when you fear your child is going off the rails, when you cannot see a way out of every single shitty situation you've gotten yourself into, the ability to find levity is lifesaving. For me having a shared sense of humor in relationships is pivotal. All ... Continue Reading

Surrendering vs Giving Up.

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In previous episodes we've addressed my belief in the importance of quitting. The Child has been on the receiving end of loving-lectures about the benefits of ending shit which no longer serves us. Friends, avocations, books I've started yet feel meh about-- I'm W.C. Fields with regards to all of it. Now, if I'm completely honest, some of this life-approach was born from being contrarian. In ... Continue Reading

The Period Panties Podcast.

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Long a fan of This Unmillennial Life, I was recently invited by Regan to join her on the podcast (!). Which of my myriad areas of expertise will she want me to chat about? I mused as I waited for her next email. Parenting? Fitness? Being a badass-non-rolemodel-rolemodel? I give you my 'as of then unrealized expertise area which is everything I never knew I always wanted' (to be an expert ... Continue Reading

Ive oversold resilience.

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We've hit a bumpy patch around here. It's not so much life isn't going well, I just see pitfalls on the path ahead and hold my breath (literally & metaphorically) as the Child hesitates and attempts to navigate around them. My role used to be the bumpers along the sides of the bowling alley--easily able to keep her safe and 'in play'-- and I've now become relegated to spectator (or told ... Continue Reading

It is impossible to offend me.

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There’s been lots of living happening offline these days. Some bad. Most good. Much unexpected. I’ve had an abundance of opportunity for my beliefs/10 commandments to be challenged and none more than the post linked below. I still believe much of life has nothing to do with us. I still believe how we choose to view a situation impacts whether we decide to tolerate it or not. I still ... Continue Reading

Snapchat Snooping.

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The other morning, as I had coffee and skimmed the Child's Snapchat (our philosophy is the phone is mine and she's borrowing it. I check sporadically in the name of keeping her safe.), I stumbled upon a snap which surprised me. Stuck in between shout-outs to friends and messages of love to her Doodle was an image which made my eyes widen. Let me back up for a moment. Things around here have ... Continue Reading

I dont want to hustle.

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Once upon a different Carla-life, I was all about the side projects. These ventures were where I gleaned energy & fulfillment I wasn't currently receiving from my day job. I hustled on the side as a way to increase my joy. Decades later I joke about side hustle all the damn time. In addition, if you hang with me offline, you're aware I long to rescue a sidekick for The Doodle and ... Continue Reading

The way you do one thing is the way you do EVERYthing.

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do you give yourself what you offer others? I like to be on the cutting edge of everything. An "early adopter." Always the first on trend and, if I'm not that, I'm the very, very last. I'm rarely in the middle with anything life. First to know or *last* to find out. And, for now, I'm OK with this fact as it keeps my life interesting. Which brings me to a conversation I had over ... Continue Reading

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