Write this down. The holidays are coming in hot and it’s time to manage expectations all around — mostly other people’s expectations of me. 1. No cards. I texted my earliest bird friend yesterday to thank her for the holiday card and reminded her that I have given up holiday cards. Sorry but NOT sorry because I am triple-committed to not spending time or money on things that do not fill me with joy. My friend said sending cards brings her joy and I am happy to be on her joy l

A few years ago, one of our children woke up with a stomach virus on Thanksgiving - so we scrapped our plans for the day, got my mom to drop off some Turkey on her way to the family event in New Jersey (where around 40 people gather, so she had made an extra turkey breast because women do these things), and I went to the grocery store to buy a few things for our little homegrown Thanksgiving. Stuffing, potatoes, applesauce, ginger ale - the basics for just us and three little

My friend’s apple watch dinged her for not closing her rings and she was like “ummm, yeah, I was RESTING.” I got on my daughter’s case recently about how she was laying down on her bed doing nothing when she still had laundry to do, homework, her room wasn’t clean. She says “mom, I’m resting”. Me: wait, what? It is beginning to occur to me that rest - in my life - has been considered a reward and that, instead, rest SHOULD BE a requirement. It should be celebrated. Instead of

You can’t sit this one out. You just can’t. I feel like every two years we have to have this conversation, but like literally, you can’t sit this one out. Vote, text your friends to vote, text your mom to vote, text your friends with kids that are over 18 and get them to tell their kids to vote. It takes 15 minutes, it matters an unbelievable amount, and when you do vote and when we all vote, and we get involved in the smallest way in our democracy, it makes our democracy wha