This year, my oldest, Grasshopper and Sensei, switched from years and years of soccer to volleyball. She set her sights on making her high school Junior Varsity Team. She trained last year at a local volleyball skills program and with a private coach and she made the JVb team which is all freshman. Her volleyball experience so far has made her transition to high school very smooth and so far she’s hasn’t suffered from any sports related injuries which as not the case with soccer.
My first semester of college was as struggle. I was an unhappy pre-med taking “dumb” chemistry and it was kicking my butt. My chemistry professor‘s lectures made no sense to me. He didn’t follow the chemistry textbook but talked on and on in an arbitrary way, working his way through the periodic table.
The assigned problems, however, didn’t reflect his lecture or the textbook. It turns out that his graduate students made them up. And, not surprisingly, the exams were a total mystery to me. It tested the concepts he taught but were never a regurgitation of what was presented in either the textbook, the lecture or the homework problems.
I was in deep trouble. I was used to being spoon fed: the lecture = the homework = the quiz = the final. There were no surprises in my not-so-great high school chemistry class. All necessary information was always provided to me including formulas. Read more…
I’ve been jumping rope for the past year as part of my boxing training with my mom group of friends and we’ve all complained about it for various reasons.
- We suck at it.
- It’s ridiculously difficult to jump rope for a short duration as, say, a mere two minutes.
- We know we could do it in elementary school!
- It makes us pee in our pants. Which is very embarrassing.
Mary Poppins may have preferred Rum Punch as preventative medicine but some of us prefer the flavor of chocolate!
When PickyKidPix got sick last week, she tried powering through the school week, going to class and her activities including three soccer practices as usual. But by Friday, she was coughing up a storm and generally miserable so she finally took a sick day and slept in. Read more…
I knew a few things when I met my honey:
- That within a week of meeting him I knew that I met my future husband. (It took him a few years to figure that out though!)
- I would become a golf widow (though I took up golf to avoid that).
- It would be hard to ever stay mad at him because he makes me laugh.
- That I would marry him all over again!
When I met my husband 21 years ago, he looked like this.
Mama C and the Boys noticed on my Instagram account when my husband finally made an appearance on my social media. He’s a bit elusive when it comes to being in front of the camera. See what I mean?
At a photoshoot at the golf clothing apparel company that I started after business school (now defunct).
We recently moved to a new house and PickyKidPix and Grasshopper and Sensei — our two girls ages 12 and 14 — share the attic. At our old house, I was careful to buy fire escape ladders with hooks at the top that hang over the window sill. They were very sturdy but they took up a lot of room and it was only a two-story ladder. Since the girls are on the third floor, their old fire escape ladders are now too short and I hadn’t gotten around to buying them new ones.
Fire Safety Ladder Conundrum
In my mind, I hadn’t figured out all the logistics:
- If two-story ladders take up 1 foot of space, won’t three-story ladders be too huge to store?
- Do we really need three-story ladders or will two-story ladders land them on some sort of outcropping on roof a floor below?
- I wonder if PickyKidPix would use the ladder to sneak out at night when she’s a tad older?
- Where do these ladders go?
- Do I need one or two?
I participated in an influencers Activation Program on behalf of Mom Central Consulting for mike’s hard lemonade. I received a Circle K gift card to facilitate this review and a promotional item to thank me for participating.
Do you have a signature cocktail or drink when you drink socially at a bar or a party? I don’t. I’m not much of a drinker but I will occasionally have a glass of wine when out socially. I tend towards light and fruity too. I’ve always wanted to have a Go To drink when ordering at a bar though, so I thought I’d branch out from my usual glass of wine or sangria or my non-alcoholic version of cranberry juice with a lime wedge. Read more…
PickyKidPix desperately wanted to join her indoor soccer team on “trip of a lifetime” playing soccer in Italy with USA Premier Soccer so I used my hoarded stash of money from blogging to take her and Grasshopper and Sensei on a 10 day tour that covered:
- Como (Lake Como where George Clooney has a house. We didn’t see his house)
- San Marino (oldest surviving sovereign state and constitutional republic in the world)
- Rimini (beach town near San Marino)
- Portovenere (Unesco Site on the Ligurian coast)
- Montecantini (Tuscany)
My 9-year-old son likes factoids and we are often waiting at pick ups for his older sisters or before his soccer game. My son would usually kill the time playing a game on the iPad but I like the FREE Parent&Child KidQ app more. It’s quick. It’s fun. It’s educational!
The app is meant as a way to converse with your child by providing questions like:
- Why do feet smell (my son likes potty humor so this makes him giggle)
- Why is California named The Golden State (hint: gold rush)
- Why do you think they freeze hockey pucks before games (hint: friction. fun fact: the first hockey pucks were actually frozen cow poop!)
- What is the most popular team sport in the United States? (hint: hoop)
- Why do you think Johnny Appleseed is famous? (hint: apple trees. fun fact: only one tree that he planted remains — it’s more than 180 years old and sits on a farm in Nova, Ohio)