Those of you who follow me on the Facebook know I had a death in the family on Saturday. What you  may not know is that it’s making me reconsider blogging. I mean, I don’t want to share how I feel, I don’t even want to talk to anyone. I want to just not be for a while. If ever there were a time to hang out in one of those sensory deprivation...

Well, for that matter, if I were cast as a character in almost any kind of movie. I’d never be the cool, quiet, mysterious chick who turns out to have special powers, amazing somethingorother, and save the day. I’d be the sidekick. Either for humor, or power, or backup. Never the main character, always the sidekick. Granted, I’m way better than...

I always hesitate to delete comments instead of posting them. Deletion doesn’t happen often and usually the comment stays in my backend for about a month before I finally decide to axe one. There are two things that make comments to go that great trash bin in the sky: You just put a link. No words. Just link. It’s creepy. The FAR  more prevalent problem...

So, yeah, online learning has come a long way since the last time I did this whole thing. Which was years ago. Not a whole buncha years ago but more than two. LOL Everything is online. Financial aid balances, you use your student ID as a swipey card that can buy stuff from the bookstore (including folders and wickedly overpriced spiral-bound wide-ruled notebooks) and...

So I tell people that my first daughter took away eggs, my second daughter took away milk, and my third daughter took away cottage cheese and, um, something else but I forget right now. I usually get the response that post pregnancy I’m lactose intolerant, but please let me show you the ice cream, the yogurt, and the whipped cream I’ve had since not being...

Eventually you’ll all come to realize I’m starting to use song titles and modified song titles for all of my posts. It makes me smile. Last night was my first day of school. Other than the horrific panic attack on the way to the classroom (that was relieved by going into an empty classroom and “breathing it off”) it went really well. But I...

They say you don’t know when the tipping point (reference to The Tipping Point, published in 2000 and still very popular today) is about to happen. You only see it in hindsight. One decision, or a few, by one person, or a few, that suddenly causes a snowball effect to happen for your business. (Or, really, for anything in your life.) Those crucial, sometimes...

The most difficult part of my whole marriage is when both my husband and I are working. The schedule balance is filled with potential emotional landmines of “who has the more important project” and feeling stifled because we can’t do exactly what we want when we want. Add to this already potentially bad power-struggle the belief my husband has...

I have a long, painful history when it comes to going to school. You see, I’m too smart. Not too smart to learn. I certainly don’t know everything. Heck, I don’t know a fraction of everything. I’m not the kind of smart where I make other people feel bad. I love to hear stories from people no matter how smart they are. I don’t consider...