Category: It’s all about me

I got a semicolon tattoo so I’d be honest about my mental illness

Chatting at the bus stop with my five-year-old, volunteering at my three-year-old’s preschool, and hopping in my minivan for groceries, it’s always there: A little black semicolon tattooed on the edge of my right wrist. When I heard about #ProjectSemicolon, which involves displaying a… Continue Reading “I got a semicolon tattoo so I’d be honest about my mental illness”

Finding the time (for me)

There wasn’t time in my schedule to think, to plan, to daydream. Every minute of the day was scheduled for maximum efficiency. The only time ideas trickled into my thoughts was when I was trying to sleep, and I’d force myself to clear my… Continue Reading “Finding the time (for me)”

Former Shy Girl Redeems Self with New Gigs as Confident Presenter-Type

I was painfully shy for a lot of my life, which is confusing I suppose because I’ve run for public office and interviewed celebrities and generally done a lot of crazy things that have attracted attention. And, like, some people know me who I’ve… Continue Reading “Former Shy Girl Redeems Self with New Gigs as Confident Presenter-Type”

Dance mom drama

I was up before the sun for registration, determined to make it into our preferred class. I had packed snacks and water the night before. It was like I’d been training for this moment my whole life every time I tried desperately to get… Continue Reading “Dance mom drama”

School: Exhausting Parents Since The Dawn of Time

You guys, this whole two-kids-in-school thing is kicking my ass. Really. D started last week, on Thursday, and C started preschool (two mornings a week for a couple of hours) on Tuesday. Which means I’ve officially had two kids in “school” for less than… Continue Reading “School: Exhausting Parents Since The Dawn of Time”