The Social Experiment Everyone Should Try

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Last week I started a social experiment without even realizing it.

Let me back up a bit and explain.

After having a great conversation with a friend Friday morning, I found myself with this burning desire inside to spread some love.

I’m weird like that.

So I came up with the idea to offer it up freely on Facebook.… Read the rest

To All of The Non-Mom Friends Who Still Show Up

I decided to have children years before my closest friends.

I didn’t run the idea by them or discuss how it may change our dynamic as friends— I just did it.

I don’t think we think about things like that, you know? And that’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it is a drastic, one-sided change.… Read the rest

How To Use Hug Time To Create A Happier Homelife 

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We all hear about the terrible twos and threenager stage, but I once had a friend explain to me that four is where the real chaos starts, and as we creep up on D’s birthday I’ll just say this— the struggle is real.

“Why” and “No, I’m not going to” have taken reign over my son’s vocabulary like an alien in a host body.… Read the rest

A Healthy Life Starts With A Healthy Mind

In my deep quest to find myself— or rather, to lose myself— I’ve tried pretty much everything under the sun. The first diet I ever went on was the cabbage soup diet when I was in the 8th grade.

You mean, the one that is only meant for extremely overweight people who are in need of dropping quick pounds before a medical procedure?Read the rest

A JORD Wood Watch For The Man Who Taught Me To Value Time

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I was ten minutes late for my first date with my now-husband.

It’s something I’ll never forget, because he’ll never let me live it down, but also because he called me and said, “Are you seriously standing me up?”

(Spoiler alert: I wasn’t).

Thing was, ten minutes late was practically on time to me. Up until I met Derek, I had absolutely no respect for time — mine or other people’s.
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