No Tattoos!

No Tattoos!

“I love you too much to argue!” That became my mindless mantra this morning at approximately 6:45 a.m. when my tiny 5-year-old daughter started arguing with me about whether or not she could give herself another tattoo – this time in yellow ink...
Age Matters

Age Matters

Age matters, but not your age – just your kids’ age. It’s something I’ve only recently realized, and my children are age 8 and 5. Sitting at a kids’ birthday party a couple weeks back, all the moms suddenly began to share how old they were. No surprise – I was the...
Youth Sports Snarl

Youth Sports Snarl

What is it about youth sports that turns normal, caring parents into snarling, blood-thirsty beasts? I don’t do well with drama – it totally drains me. That said, I also don’t do well with keeping my mouth shut when something needs to be addressed (positive or...
The Death of Sex…Poc

The Death of Sex…Poc

My nickname for the hubs has raised a few eyebrows through the years, especially the one time a client noticed my phone vibrating and couldn’t help but ask “Whoa, who’s Sex Poc?” – in the middle of a full-blown integrated marketing plan presentation. Sex Poc – is my...