Dance Mom

Being a dance mom means being a personal Uber driver to a preteen tyrant in a leotard. It means sacrificing spring weekends to dark and loud auditoriums that smell of Aquanet and anxiety. It means thousands of dollars on bedazzled leggings and tacky crop tops. Your bathroom is fogged with a … Continue reading

Arguing with the BOE

Okay. So. This is just waaaayyyyyy too long for Facebook, and – I suspect – for anyone to really follow along, but I find myself, once again, mired in controversy with the local community. There is an increasingly vocal and hate-filled contingent of parents who just totally clash with my … Continue reading

2019

2019 was long. And hard. We all really, really needed a vacation last December and it just didn’t happen – and then there was no part of the past 12 months that offered a respite. It felt like our family was hit over and over again with one thing after … Continue reading

Blessing

According to my friend Teri and Google, a group of unicorns is called a blessing – which is possibly the best thing I’ve ever heard. My group of friends is a blessing for sure. A couple of weeks ago, I came across an article about a 6′ tall light up … Continue reading