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Aging Gracefully Means Knowing Your Limits Bookmark and Share

Yesterday, I tried a new yoga class at a new studio. The instructor was lovely as was the studio space. However, it seemed that I’d stumbled into some kind of restorative class for the old and injured—lots of use of blocks and easy movements.

Generally speaking, I like my yoga challenging and sweat-producing. I’m not there to get “zen” so much as I am to get a good ass kicking. It’s a very unyoga-like mentality, but I’ve made my peace with it.

So my mind immediately began rebelling and criticizing this simple class. Yet, at ...

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Patience, Purpose and the PTA Bookmark and Share

Whiny, self-indulgent, privileged people annoy the crap out of me. Which is probably why I’ve been so filled with self-loathing this last week.

Thanks to lifestyle changes and my husband’s new job, I have the luxury of not worrying too much about my slower than expected freelance workload (though that hasn’t stopped me from worrying). Instead I can focus on volunteering at my daughter’s school, running, going to yoga and writing this blog.

I’ve got a pretty sweet gig at the moment and it feels pretty damn privileged, which made my blue-collar blood run cold ...

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Life Unscheduled Bookmark and Share

In the past month, I’ve driven my car only twice. Not once have I said, “Hurry up. We’re going to be late.” I haven’t donned a watch, so most days, at any given time, I have no idea what time it is.

I’ve had a month-long reprieve from logistics. It’s like living in some kind of weird utopia where time stands still, or like being on vacation but in your day-to-day life.

It is refreshing and more than a little unnerving.

My life, like so many of ours, is often ruled by the calendar and ...

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Girl Power: How Do Your Friends Influence Your Kids? Bookmark and Share

I love my girlfriends. Despite being a shy child and having only a few friends at a time, somehow as an adult I have surrounded myself with strong, smart, funny, confident, amazing and sometimes wildly inappropriate women. I got lucky, really lucky. So did my daughter.

This group of 10 friends began with a few coworkers who formed a book club and then allowed a few outsiders to infiltrate. Nearly 10 years later we no longer discuss books, but we still call ourselves "Book Club" because we can't come up with anything better. Despite our lack of creativity in ...

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