Everyday Adventures
Everyday Adventures
Or, As My Husband Says, "Lies, Lies and More Lies"
A lighthearted look at modern-day womanhood!
(Short articles you can read in under two minutes. I promise.)
In person and just a little bit scary in "Welcome and Why Video?"
Learn how to Publish your Book--Check out our new Publishing Seminar on the What's Happening page!
At the Doylestown Bookstore on November 27th--Start your Christmas shopping early! Details under "Book Signings" on the What's Happening page!
Come Along for the Ride
It’s 4:00 P.M. Time to pick up one kid, drop off another one, then stop at the dry cleaners, grocery store and bank before heading home to make dinner, clean up the kitchen, check homework, pack the next day’s lunches, press your pants for work, exchange a few words with your husband, and then fall into bed before doing it all over again tomorrow.
For most women, getting through the day requires a sense of humor, unwavering positive thinking, and occasionally, removal of all sharp objects from the kitchen. The ability to laugh proves essential, for if not laughing, we would probably flood the planet with our collective wailing.
Although my fantasy life is glamorous, fascinating and constantly fulfilling, my real life is, well, real. Living with a husband, two twenty-somethings, a teenager and a dog with digestive problems, everyday is an adventure. From finding lost keys, to managing dating problems, to getting the dog outside before she loses her breakfast, life, while perhaps not always riveting, is never dull.
As the kids have grown, we've gone from skinned knees, broken toys and tears to body piercings, broken hearts and more tears. Traveling this road with a husband who is often baffled by the goings-on around him keeps things interesting. In order to spare him any undue stress, I keep him on a strict diet of "needs to know" information. He's really much happier that way.
Come join me on my everyday adventures. You’ll find much that’s familiar, along with a smile to get you through the day. (Even if it’s only one of smug satisfaction while recognizing that you’re in better shape than me!)