Monthly Archives: August 2014

On the Half Shell

There used to be a time where I was so entirely optimistic and positive that I would figuratively, make you sick to your stomach. You know the type.  That annoying “make lemonade out of lemons” personality.  The person who always said “it will be okay” or “tomorrow is another day!” or “it can’t rain all the time”. I was a… Read more →

Humane Scars

I woke up earlier than Kevin did this morning.  Mostly because Dante was laying on my chest staring at me and making these small sounds that only I can hear, at a pitch that easily translates to “please wake up or I’m going to pee on the carpet”. “Noted. I’m up.” I opened the door to heavy rain.  It doesn’t… Read more →

I Never Miss The Abyss

Cool or not, I’ve never been much of a follower. I mean, sometimes I would hang back and crave someone else to take the leadership role.  More than anything I always wanted someone else to be in control.  Someone to make the decisions and the plans.  Someone to lay out a strategy that made sense to me and allow me… Read more →

La Vida Biz Chick

I am going to tell you a few secrets about me. Besides the fact that I suck at Photoshop. I want to be a business woman with a heart.  This is a deliberate choice I make that is counter intuitive to someone whose drive is simply to make dollar signs. I could be that person too, in business.  Put money… Read more →