I am convinced that in one of my past lives, I must have met Rumi. How else can I explain the magnitude of love that I feel whenever I read his poetry. What other reasons can I find to express the sadness that resonates between the endless lines of beauty that are Rumi's poems? … Continue reading Rumi.

Ma Vie En Rose: To Whole30 or To Fake Whole30–That Is The Question.

  Folks. Let's get real. When a person commits to Whole30, you know it's about to go down. To commit to going 30 days without sugar, bread, carbs (the bad ones), dairy (and I don't know--everything else that we call decadent, and comforting) is downright borderline psycho. So, of course, I made my family try … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: To Whole30 or To Fake Whole30–That Is The Question.

Ma Vie En Rose: Favorite Spaces in Fairbanks, Alaska

The husband and I have fallen into a routine during the weekend.  Soon after we drop our daughter off at her ballet school for several hours, we incorporate sitting down for lunch in the middle of running our boring but much adulting needed errands. In a way, I believe we are somewhat nostalgically preparing ourselves … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Favorite Spaces in Fairbanks, Alaska

A Vindication of Warriors.

I first read "A Vindication of the Rights of Woman" by Mary Wollstonecraft when I embarked on my undergraduate studies in English literature. It's a pretty complex, and heavy read. In summary, Mary's argument was that women, in particular mothers, are the first teachers of their children, and as teachers--mothers must be educated so that … Continue reading A Vindication of Warriors.

To pity or not.

  I treated myself to a Harry Potter marathon this weekend. Guilty as charged.  But, I must say that watching the HP movies (aside from reading the books a million times over) under the current social climate---brings forth a new revelation. One would sincerely believe that J.K. Rowling is a modernized oracle who was able … Continue reading To pity or not.

On the Road… again.

  We've driven the highway from Fairbanks to Anchorage numerous times throughout the years.  The trips were often for soccer games, football games, wrestling tournaments, etc. The drive has become a ritual. But, as the years continue on, and the boys have grown and moved to college, we drive to Anchorage for some down time … Continue reading On the Road… again.