My mother is one of the kindest, funniest and best all-around-wonderful people I know. She drops hilarious pearls of wisdom like an oyster caught in a sandstorm. So in honor of Mother’s Day, I’m resurrecting one of my favorite mom-inspired Facebook posts, circa 2012. Continue reading
Category Archives: Adulthood
Dirty Old Men: 30 30-Somethings
Glass of wine and remote in hand, I lounged on my couch unwinding from an intense day at work. I’d been assigned to a project with one of the senior leaders in our company, and my brain felt drained from hours-long strategy sessions about the appropriate communications plan for a highly contentious issue. Continue reading
Finding One’s Voice: 30 30-Somethings
Funny thing about voice. What you think you sound like and what you actually sound like are two com-plete-ly different things. You know what I’m talking about if you’ve ever listened to yourself recorded. And in the age of voice mail, who hasn’t? Continue reading
Take the Leap: 30 30-Somethings
(Editor’s note: The original version of this post was published in error. I am extremely sorry if you read that incoherent rough draft or received this post in duplicate. You can read my explanation in “My Apologies for Errant Blog Post.”)
I established myself as a bit of risk taker early in life. At age three, I stood in my new swim teacher’s back yard gazing at his pool. I could barely control my excitement about my first swimming lesson.
As soon as we completed introductions, I pointed at the diving board and declared, “I want to jump off that.” Continue reading
I Have an Ass!: 30 30-Somethings
“The best thing that WAGM-TV can do for business news is get Kim off the air,” one viewer emailed. “Not only does she look like a drug addict, she constantly looks like the camera is above her head.”
That encapsulates my first TV hate mail. Continue reading
Do It Yourself: An Equation
My mother once said: “Kim, you can’t do everything yourself.”
I’m pretty sure she declared that when I was atop a ladder, cursing, as I attempted to replace some outdoor lighting at her own house.
If bad blogging Karma exists, I’ve caught it.
Last month, I posted The Perils of Un-drunk Dialing, in which I poked fun at an ex-coworker for being less-than-adept in her use of voice mail and warned against misplaced drunk and sober texts, calls, etc.
Addiction: An Unlaughing Matter
Drug addict, who?
What’s Your Dating Dammit List?
The proverbial “they” say imitation is the best form of flattery. In that vein, I’m marrying two posts I stumbled across and loved last week.
An Optimist’s View of Time
My cell phone rang. Jennifer’s name popped up. A best friend since age two, she was among the small guest list for my birthday dinner.
I was late. She was always prompt.
I hesitated to answer but relented on the third ring.