Uplifting And Positive News
I never expected to catch my husband doing this. Not this husband. Not during what should be a season of gift giving. Oh, sure. Every wife is shocked. Says her man would be the last to love another girl. I can say it with fortitude. Not my husband. Not this girl. But it has happened. I’ve caught him. It appears, Husband has fallen for my dog. Yes, this husband who swore he never wanted a pet. This husband who couldn’t
It’s not that I’m blaming anyone. After all, the terms were right there in bold print in the Mommy contract. Maybe you signed the same one, Dear Reader? The one where you swear you don’t believe in germs. Not when it comes to taking care of your ailing family. You convince yourself you’re invincible, Have a special super hero protection shield, And do what you have to do in order to take care of everyone else. That’s how I ended
In case you were wondering, Yes, that was me. The lady pushing her buggy down the aisle of the grocery store right before Thanksgiving. Tears streaming down her face. That was me. Tears were not the plan. Yukon Golds for mashed potatoes, Elbow macaroni for mac n’cheese. A few other things I had forgotten. That was the plan. I should remember my tears always have their own plan. Make no allowances for public appearances. And so, they picked the day
Time is running short. Your gift list is not. Whether it’s Secret Santa at work, a girlfriend, your sister, you mom, you need that extra gift. One she’ll really enjoy. Here are some I can highly recommend: “Hope Possible: A Network News Anchor’s Thoughts On Losing Her Job, Finding Love, A New Career, And My Dog, Always My Dog.” Of course, I’m going to mention my latest book. Only because I’ve been told it really does make a great gift,
The world knew Florence Henderson as a talented actress and of course, as Carol Brady, the mom on The Brady Bunch. Those of us who grew up with her kids in Beverly Hills, knew her as, “Mrs. Bernstein,” the mother to the some of the nicest kids any of us knew. When Florence Henderson passed away last week, the producers at HLN asked me to come on and share a sweet side of her millions of her fans probably didn’t
My friend, Lori, is nuts. Some would say. Who walks away from a job she worked more than 20 years to get? A job she loves. A job with perks. Who does that? A certain kind of woman. Also known as, A mom. “My kids are now 9 and 5, precious ages I don’t want to miss,” she shared this week on Facebook. Trading in 9-5 for her kids
This would appear to be some incredibly poor planning. Thanksgiving. There is no holiday I love more. The spirit of gratitude. The food. You, too, Dear Reader? You are days away from going to great effort to gather around an abundant table of food with your family. You might even spend a lot of money and time to get there. A lovely thought. And, Terrible timing. This year, at least. Who was the genius that scheduled Thanksgiving for the same
I’m trying something new this week. Advertisers are passing discounts and deals to me. And I want to pass them onto you. Please let me know what you think. Happy to do more of this. Or I can just keep pushing out the Good News. I figure why not do both? This week: 30% off all Online Only Products at PetSmart.com! Offer Valid 11/14 – 11/15 Only. PetsMart is offering 30% everything from their online store. Plus free shipping with
I take you into a romantic and intimate moment of my marriage this week. A chance to show my husband how well I know him. How much I love him. A few days ago, I was walking back from the grocery store. Along this path between the store and our house. A path where Husband likes to go running. As I carried the groceries, I looked down the way and spotted a single runner. Husband! Of course, I’d know his
I am not alone in this. I realized the other day. Thoughts of what it means to be alone. What it means to be happy. A seemingly spontaneous conversation with one of my teens brought this back. The memory splashing so fresh as we stood in the kitchen. The same kitchen I stood in when I was always the one to call. Single. No kids. I could always pick up the phone. My friend was calling about her dad. This
