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I kind of, just a little, teeny, tiny, bit loathe myself for what I'm about to say. But here it is. I do not like "Girl Meets World." At all.

Please someone, for the love of toys and stuffed animals and just your average pile of junk, tell me how to get my children to clean their rooms and keep them clean.

I overheard a discussion this week about how retailers have become really good at product placement so that once they get you inside, you purchase way more than you intended.

Today is my birthday. Thirty-seven short years to reflect upon. I think it's true what they say--that youth is wasted on the young. But the time you realize what a gift youth is, you're not so young anymore.

My kindergartener will not be a repeat offender. I said it wouldn't happen. I said he would most definitely have to be a kindergartener twice... not because of his ability to master the concepts taught in kinder, but because he's a bit of a wild child.

My day-to-day life is pretty much chaos. It is. And most days, I'm ok with that. This is what I chose, after all. I chose to have children and continue my career. I chose to enroll all three children in the extra-curricular activity of their choosing. And for the most part, I love the daily chaos. I thrive on pressure. I love being busy. When I don't have deadlines or a to-do list, I grow bored ve

This week, the big theme in our house has been focused on technology. Specifically, how it should *not* be used. My children have iPod's and/or tablet devices. There are rules. They can't download apps (or anything else) without asking. They can't connect via e-mail, text, Facetime, or anything else, without asking. They can't set up their own accounts for anything. They can't purchase anything. T

I have to say I have had a rough couple of months. A crazy reaction to a new medication literally threw my body into some kind of lurch. It also has been a big wake up call for me. You always hear people talking about taking "better" care of themselves. But at this point, I've realized I just need to take care of myself. Period. The "better" part will have to come when I'm actu

I remember on Valentine's Day a good 15 years or so ago, my husband and I, so very young and naive, planned to celebrate with dinner at a restaurant. On Valentine's Day. In Amarillo. On a Friday night.

Have you seen the You Tube video of the brand new, "Verruckt" water slide at Schlitterbahn in Kansas City?

Working Mother Magazine just released it's list of "25 Mothers of Reinvention" and I am super excited about it. What girl doesn't love the thought of reinventing herself. Sometimes, all it takes is a new hair cut, or even something as simple as tube of bright red lipstick. Sometimes, it's a new attitude.

A crowd gathered, so many people they were almost smushed, inside the small corner they had claimed in the hospital waiting room. Some were clearly family. You could tell by the obvious resemblance. One woman introduced herself as "her" co-worker. I still don't know who "she" is, but as I sat in the surgery waiting room this week, waiting for news on my loved one, I listened in