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I Still Love Princess Di

Last weekend, I took the girls to see the Princess Diana exhibit at the Putnam Museum.

diana exhibit

Can I just tell you how much I still love Princess Di? Read more…

Awesome Monday. Weird, Huh?

I hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving and loaded up during the Nationally Sanctioned Day of Gluttony. And thanks. My mother-in-law cooked, which was pretty spectacular as always, and then we went to my other mother-in-law’s and let her feed me too. One of these days they’ll catch on to me. *burp*

I did dream that I married Vince Vaughn over the weekend, which was probably a combination of eating too much (because he seems like a dude who would indulge) and pimping his movie “Delivery Man,” which I still stand by as a thumbs up.

The weekend was kick-ass all over, including watching The Son play some awesome basketball in his tournament (NOTE TO MEN: Quit scheduling your damn sports stuff on holiday weekends! I like watching them play, but you’re killing me!) and we played cards with the kids and put up the tree and the lights on the house, did some hardcore sleeping in and coffee drinking, and generally hung out.

This morning, I thought “Screw You, Monday” because I wanted more of the sleeping in and hanging out, and I’m Read more…

Flying Out of Logan Today

Today, Current Husband is flying home from Boston. He’s boarding a flight at Logan International Airport this morning, the same airport where most of the hijackers boarded American Airlines Flight 11 and United Flight 175. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t anxious. I know nothing will happen to him. I know he’s safe. But still.

The people who boarded those planes at Logan on September 11, 2001 knew nothing would happen to them. They knew they were safe. Until they weren’t.

I’m sure most of us who are older than 18 can remember where we were that morning, watching the news in horror, and then in fear, and then in tears. For days. I couldn’t turn it off, but had to leave the room because I didn’t want Oldest Daughter, who was four, and The Son, who was two, to see it. I remember thinking Thank God PBS was still running their regular schedule. I distinctly remember just wanting to hold my kids, and thinking over and over “Thank God we’re all together” and praying for the families of those who were lost that day. My heart just ached for them, as it aches now. Twelve years probably feels like the blink of an eye and an eternity to them. This is why I want to remember. Because there are still people hurting out there. Because the hijackers wanted to cause pain. To cause suffering. To take away the joy in life, and the joy that it is to be an American, and replace it with fear and pain.

I want to remember because in those terrible days, it was crystal clear what is important to me in this world: Current Husband. Oldest Daughter. The Son. When she joined us, Youngest Daughter. Our parents. Our siblings. Friends. Families. God. What is most important, what gives YOU joy, is going to perhaps be different from mine, and different from everyone else’s. But figure out what that is, and embrace it. One of the lessons of September 11 is that life is, indeed, short. And unpredictable. So embrace the joy.

Today, Current Husband is flying home from Logan International Airport. I know nothing will happen to him. And I’m going to be so grateful that we’ve been given another day as a family together.

God Bless those who gave up their lives on September 11, 2011, and help their families to find peace. We will never forget.


Tears for J&J and Other Restraining Orders

Back in March I attended the BlissDom conference for bloggers. After considering attending for a couple of years, I’m glad I finally bit the bullet this year and attended, because the BlissDom organizers recently announced that they will be discontinuing the conference. (Insert sad trombone.)

I met some amazing people at BlissDom, including Jennifer from Out to Eat With Kids, Anne from The South and a Tugboat Captain’s Wife, Melissa from Little P’Nuts, and Fadra Nally, author of All Things Fadra, whom I’d met earlier but was working the Johnson and Johnson room with another fave blogger of mine, Gigi Ross from

Just when I had BlissDom on my mind because of my sadness at the conference ending, I got this little nugget from Fadra about a small video interview I did with her in the J&J room. Read more…