Drop in as Cait and Lyssa discuss what working moms everywhere understand all too well: the summer schedule chaos. They reflect on their own childhood experiences and how they shape their parenting styles.
I mean the spread was really GOOD. I made two whipped cheeses (brie and feta) from this book: I’ll Bring the Apps, and did a signature blackberry bramble cocktail alongside wine, beer, and hopwater. Friends, networking people, and new people all came. It was a perfect mix, and the right number of people, and I…
BUT FIRST, all the details about my art show in a couple of weeks! Mark your calendars now for Nov 12 & 13 to check out rad art and sip radder wine. And hang out with me. Which I am grateful for, obviously. The recognition for the third year in a row – as long…
People are amazing. My best friend surprised me last week, driving in from out of town with the fixins for venison chili, a bottle of special pinot, and (what I thought was) the coup de grâce: a hilarious box of letters and pictures from our childhood through college, complete with countless mentions of boys we…
The magic of the mountains is hard to describe, it feels like words can’t do justice. I did not understand it until I lived there, and even then, I don’t know that I fully understood it until I left, and yearned for home. Couple that sense of physical place and grounding with the love I…
It has been a WEEK. Hence, the image to the left, which is how I feel right now. Last weekend, one of my best spuds was here and that was awesome. We achieved a great combination of doing things and not doing things, and it is always awesome to hang out with someone and just…
Business school is coming to an end … my cohort of the Smartly EMBA program (info here) had our final Washington weekend, and it was even better than the first (though came with less existential questions, thank goodness). I LOVE this photo, because we didn’t intentionally plan to be in the EXACT same spots as…
Teams … many of mine are sports, unofficial or official, but these are also life teams. I’m so grateful for the teams I’m a part of—the ones pictured, the badass working women I know, my actual team at work, my old team at work, the team that’s gonna raise my marriage certificate trio’s baby as…
A whole bunch of chance encounters led to new friends last weekend. And then, Sunday sorority house happened (I never lived in a sorority house) where the girls returned to my house for items they’d left Saturday and we laid around catching up on what happened last night, stalking our new friends on social media,…
10 years. Today, ten years have passed since my best friend was killed, an event that quite obviously changed my life. I’ve written about it plenty here. Today doesn’t hurt like other anniversaries have, but you never stop wondering what might have been. As time passes and the closeness of many of my foundational mixed-gender…