Last night my husband and I woke up in the middle of the night to talk politics. We didn’t talk about how surprised we were.
I’m in the Houston airport waiting to fly home and I am sad that I’m not with my kids. It doesn’t feel fun to fly around the country making deals when you have a home life that depends on you.
I am not voting for Trump. And I think Hillary is a liar and I’m voting for her anyway. Also, I love Ivanka so much I can’t stop Googling to find more tidbits about her.
I am in a hotel room watching Melissa follow the rules for dating. She is sprawled out on the sofa reading while I brush my teeth with her toothbrush because I forgot mine.
My husband comes in the room. While I’m working. I say, “I’m doing a webinar about happiness.” [At first I was not going to put a link to the webinar here, because people do not talk in links, and I’m writing dialogue.
Melissa is not going to move in with the next guy she dates. Even though Melissa and I are both completely incompetent at all things social, we can see that Melissa has moved in with three guys who were never going to marry her, so she has to stop doing that.
Those are my co-founders for Brazen Careerist. Here’s what the site looks like now. Hopefully the company will exit soon because I would really like to cash in my founder’s stock.
In case you don’t know, I was at the World Trade Center when it fell. Here is the piece I wrote for Time magazine on that day.
I told this guy, Brendan, that I would write about his baby bottles on my blog. Well, first I told him he had to pay me.
In case you ever doubted how incredible the comments section of this blog is, Melissa found out her boyfriend was cheating on her from reading the comments section.
This course includes four days of video sessions and email-based course materials. We’ll meet four days in a row, Nov.
I typed that into the search box tonight. Google must have someone making this page of results very valuable.
Maybe I actually do like working from home but I’m not liking it now because I’m not home. And I’m not working.
I am in the car with the Ex and the kids. The Ex plays a Yeastie Girls CD, which was probably mine but he wanted it in the divorce.
Summertime is when all the music teachers and students disperse to various music camps, institutes, and conferences.
We are driving to cello lessons in Madison. Maybe you realize that just last week I wrote about about driving to cello lessons in Madison.
This course will help you create the relationship you want. The course runs July 25 – 29. Each night is one hour, from 8pm to 9pm Eastern.
My husband and I are driving to cello lessons in Madison, because my son is going to a new teacher, Uri Vardi.
Make a list of five things you want to do that you’re not doing. No cross out all but one. Everyone can make change in our lives, but not that much change.
My son’s cello teacher is dying. This is the third time she’s had cancer, so this week is my son’s last lesson with her.