Only seven years in the making and the day has finally arrived. Drum roll please…. Eat, Drink and Remarry…StaceyLu’s Guide to Planning the Second Time Around has hit the virtual shelves on www.amazon.com. I am so happy to get this book done before paper is obsolete. Although for you e-reader enthusiasts, the Kindle version is…
The good news is I am not pregnant. (I really thought I was.) The bad news is I am not pregnant. (I just look like I am.) I have gained ten pounds in two months. That is very ambitious eating. For the past two months I have been either eating food or shopping for food…
What he says: “The newspaper you are using to wrap that vase will leave a film. I bought you plain paper to wrap with.” What I hear: “You are doing it wrong.” What he says: “Be careful not to overstuff that box, your vases will crack.” What I hear: “You are doing it wrong.” What…
Today I was “accidentally” slapped in the face, kicked in the stomach, licked on the chin with morning mouth and sneezed on. And that was all before 7am. The last straw was being poked in the breast a dozen times while my four year old yelled “boobies, boobies, boobies!” At that point I was over…
This has been a crazy week, deciding to list our house again for sale; scouring the market for our next perfect house; firing up all cylinders to reinvent my business and figuring out what that all means; planning J’s 4th birthday party in one week; working out the details of Senior Lunch to make sure…
For those that know me or read this blog, you know I have been yoga obsessed for the past 8 months. I love it so much. It has ended my 6 year struggle with lower back pain, it has flattened my giggly middle (see Stuck in the Middle, Oct 2010), it has calmed my mind…
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of…
I just ate three red and green sprinkled pop tarts – the holiday season must be here! For years now I have come to dread the holiday season. We never have a good place to put the tree, the decorations make me feel smothered and I am ready to go to blows every time I…
I will share with you a conversation I had with my 3 year old last week as we sat on the couch: J: “What’s this?” (He pushes his finger into my abdomen and watches the first half [of his finger] disappear as if sinking into a wad of pizza dough.) Me: “What’s what?” J: “This.”…
As I write this blog post, I am dunking my Oreos in a tall glass of petit sirah (thank you Nora). Experts are indeed correct to say that chocolate and wine pair nicely. This odd combo is my recovery meal after spending 3 ½ hours driving home from Brooklyn (62 miles). I can now say…
