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August 2007 ArchivesToday was an embarrassing day – I mean a really embarrassing day. No offense, but my embarrassing day is probably a lot worse than any awkward moment you might have because I have live television to make an uncomfortable moment a complete disaster. I was happily doing a segment on Back-to-School tips completely oblivious to the fact that a large piece of my hair was sticking straight up. To some, it looked like something was actually... Live Television. What a trip. Today in our studio we have ball room dancers, three models, a health and fitness expert and, let’s not forget, the Japanese Elvis impersonator. As I write this, the King himself is warming up. He’s singing “Jail House Rock” half in English and half in Japanese while wearing a baby-blue rhinestone studded one-piece number with black side burns down to his chin. Meanwhile, producers with clipboards are running... A friend of mine was taking her little girl out for a mother/daughter shopping trip. Right before they were leaving, her daughter emerged from her bedroom wearing a top dotted with brightly colored rainbows and shorts covered in ice-cream cones. The multi-colored top clashed terribly with the pink and brown shorts. “Honey, those don’t match,” my friend said impatiently. “Hurry and change – the car is running!” I have a confession to make…. my three-year-old is not potty trained. It’s not that he doesn’t know what the potty is and how to use it – it’s more that his mommy is lazy and isn’t consistent with his training. Now keep in mind, my whole “Not-So-Perfect Parent” status is like my get-out-of-jail-free card. I completely acknowledge that I am anything but perfect in all things but especially in parenting. Still, I need to step this thing up b... We took the kids to a water park as a final send off to summer. I have to confess, I am not a big fan of water parks. Being that close to half naked people kinda eeks me out. Not to mention the fact that the same people who have season passes to Renaissance Festivals are VIP members of water parks. To make matters worse, it was raining – I mean pouring buckets. I have not been that wet for such a sustained period of time in my li... My mother spent the night and watched the kids so that I could leave early for work. I adore my mother, but when she watches my kids, all rules fly out of the window. Case in point…. It’s breakfast. Luke, my three-year-old is eating his cereal and watching Clifford. He says to my mother, “I don’t yike cereal!” “What would you like instead?” she asks. “Ice Cream!” Seconds later, while sitting in front of a bowl of Cookies... I was running late this morning. As I was sitting at the longest red light known to man, I started dishing out the blame. This was NOT my fault. The fault could be found with my family members for keeping me up the night before. Culprit One: My Husband Culprit Two: My Dog I love them beyond distraction. They are precious little gifts from God and I am grateful that they're mine. But let’s face it... even the cutest, most precious, freckled face little boy or girl can be, well, boring. No offense, but my eyes start to cross after reading “Goodnight Moon” for the ten thousandth time. I start getting a little antsy playing “Peek-A-Boo” or “Go Fish”. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful – so grateful – for my ki...
I consider myself a relatively sane, rational person. However, I turn into a complete maniac, freak, psychopath when I experience any sort of computer malfunction. I lose my mind and I scare people around me. Earlier this week, I interviewed someone for an article I was preparing. The interview lasted over an hour and I had pages of notes. When I returned to the computer to construct the article, the document was completely lost... Elizabeth Gilbert is the author of “Eat, Pray and Love”, a book that documents her unconventional physical and emotional journey towards spiritual understanding. Her journey took her to various parts of the world including India. Recently, she participated in a Q & A with some of her readers. I wanted to share one of the questions and her response: Q: How can I possibly go on a journey like yours, given that I have a busy, busy life... As a child, I used to beg my mother to get in the pool with us. She would sometimes oblige and wade in waist deep. But that was not enough – “Get Your Hair Wet! Get Your Hair Wet!”, we would chant. One day, she completely surprised us when she finally succumbed to our pleas and completely submerged herself. I have to say, the moment was a little anti-climatic. I don’t know what I expected, but when she finally got her hair wet, it wasn’... When necessary, we parents resort to spelling words when communicating things to other adults that we don’t want our kids to hear. For example, “I saw her at the B-A-R and she was D-R-U-N-K!” or “I have to take him to the D-O-C-T-O-R and he has to get three S-H-O-T-S.” Recently, my three-year-old has picked up on this form of communication and is attempting to use it. Needless to say, a little is lost in the translation. “Mommy, can I hav... |
