Far Too Many Fux

Awhile back (we’re talking last summer, y’all), I had the distinct pleasure of reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck. I say it was a pleasure because I have a life-long habit of giving LOTS of f*cks about LOTS of things… making it extremely refreshing to imagine another way of being- one with…

A Human, Being

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]Anybody remember this post? Yeah, me neither. Apparently, I wrote it in mid-October of last year and then promptly forgot about it. Which is weird, right? I had what I felt was a real spiritual encounter, a full-on revelation from God. I’d assumed that such a mind-blowing declaration of sobering truth would be accompanied…

Big, Dumb Stallion

Part IV of the “Self-Annoyed: Solopreneurship Done Write” series, where I openly battle for control over my mindset + wrestle with cultural myths about success. I’ve always believed, deep down, that successful business building is about more than just working hard – there’s a bit of luck involved, too. You can only get so far in…

The Emerald City

The first installment of the “Self-Annoyed: Solo-preneurship Done Write” series, where I openly battle for control over my mindset + wrestle with cultural myths about success. Four years ago, I quit my job. I ditched a short-lived, mediocre, accidental career in hospitality armed with nothing but a dream (or, rather, the dream of having dream) and…

The Power of Waiting

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]I’ve been waiting my whole life. Waiting to get my ears pierced so I could stop wearing (unreliable) plastic press-ons, to turn sixteen and get behind the wheel by myself, to start twelfth grade and be a top-dog senior, with off-campus lunch privileges and skip days. I’ve been waiting to graduate high school…

Stop Wasting Time People-Pleasing

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]My husband and I had children 100 percent on purpose. We felt ready, so I figured it would be easy, effortless. But motherhood isn’t necessarily a natural skill; sometimes it’s learned through practice, deep discomfort, and lots (and lots and lots) of failure. I thought motherhood would simply be part of my already…

Change is Constant – Time to Adjust Your Expectations

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]When I was eight years old, my friend’s mom took us through a bank drive-through lane for the very first time. It was spectacular, watching the little plastic receptacles shoot through the tubes, departing with a single slip of paper, returning with cash. It was a scene straight out of The Jetsons and…

How to Fail Your Kids in 72 Hours

Last week, my husband travelled to hunt Snow Geese in North Dakota, leaving me alone with the kids. I dove into it like a champ (meaning that I was in a state of complete denial): I am gonna get SO much work done, I lied to myself, and finally get alone time – yesssss.  After…

The Everyday Practice That Saves My Marriage

“Young children bring you closer together as a couple” (said nobody, ever). Instead of sweet lies like this, folks tend to give pregnant women the most horrifying bits of advice that, while truthful, make you want to curl up and die. I remember only two distinct pieces of advice I received during my second pregnancy,…