Hey. That Momalom thing.
You know. Two babes. Writers. Sisters. A little… um… wacky. Because who reads and comments on more than 100 blogs over the course of 10 days, each day?
Who is so inspiring (or nuts) they entice 100 others to do the same?
And I don’t mean Blah-g Blah-g Blah-g, either. I mean real stuff. [...]
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Posted in Lifestyle, Parenting on May 13th, 2010
Changes
When enough is enough, you make changes, right?
I hit a wall of “enough is enough” about 18 hours ago, and there’s shimmying, scurrying, scuttling, shuffling, and all manner of movement afoot (behind the scenes). And I hope (soon) cause for a little celebration. Everyone needs a party now and then, right?
And as we’ve been [...]
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Competition and Coexistence, Print vs. Online
One evening last week, I attended a panel discussion that included several notables in the world of interior design and fashion, including journalists. The panel discussion focused on the intersection of design services, magazines, and online venues, blogging in particular, in the world of style.
One of the participants was an [...]
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When I was seeing someone awhile back, there was virtually – and I mean virtually – no mention of him, or “us” on the Internet. I was quiet as a (dare I say it). . . mouse.
After all, even in our online world, some things (to some of us) are private. Very private. Like [...]
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Dear Family of Strangers Connecting:
How odd to wake each morning and think of you, immediately. Even as dreams hover. Even as the week’s worries crystallize too quickly, as I wonder what we shall say to each other, as I picture you rushing to jobs, to schools, to computers, to the day’s errands all too hurriedly. [...]
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My 17-year old was bent over the patio table outside, with two friends, well after midnight. Nothing unusual in that – they joke around, they eat and drink. Mostly, they chat, listen to music, sometimes gathered around a laptop.
Surprise, surprise
Last night I was curious. I wanted to know what they were doing, specifically. I peered [...]
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The coffee’s hot. Black. Strong.
My drug of choice.
FLASHBACK: I used to joke “I like my coffee the way I like my men – hot, black, and strong.” But that was before the age of political correctness. Before the 80s. My permed hair. Shoulder pads. Pumps with toe cleavage.
By the early 90s I occasionally said “I [...]
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