How do I love thee? Let me give 22 reasons for every year of our marriage to explain to thee. 22. You have acquired the knack for reading labels on grocery items, and have become a connoisseur for choosing organic milk, and all organic products. 21. Who else would keep tabs when to change … Continue reading 22 Reasons.
A message from the First Born on Mother's Day: "Your children sucks, but you're a good Mom. Love, Your Children.... or don't love them. I wouldn't. *One of them burned my pans." His girlfriend's message, on the other hand: "Happy Mother's Day! See you in June!" *Note: his brother (the middle child) burned … Continue reading Ma Vie en Rose: A message from the First Born.
Truth: I am writing this essay completely stripped of the full mask of make-up I wear each day. My hair uncombed is gathered up in a messy bun and expressing what adventures I may have stirred in my sleep. An impressive expression of hot messery. Also true, I am wearing under eye patches made … Continue reading Phenomenally.
There are days when life becomes abundantly cray that one may lose balance or focus. This is what may have been one of those days when I took the photo above at my acupuncturist. I've been going to Asian Acupuncture in Fairbanks, Alaska for several years now, and I found through it all that … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Cups and Needles
I had been quite engrossed in my daily work at the office these days. This is the season in academia where we are ending the year with events, finals, and commencement. Where I work is no exception. My day job consists of juggling many balls in the air, and being cognizant of avoiding any … Continue reading A Grandfather’s Love.
There are truly no handbooks out there on the best way to raise boys. Yes, there's plenty of suggestions and guidance for mothers as they stumble through life determining how to raise young boys into decent human beings. But, in all actuality, we (as in those mothers or fathers out there) just go with the … Continue reading On Raising Boys to Men.
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.
My Dearest Boy, You have been the one who gave me the least to worry about, but yet--I still worry. You have proven that studies of middle children, and people lied when they talked or wrote about the middle child syndrome and all of its characteristics. You have never been one to fit the mold. … Continue reading A Letter To The Middle Child On His 21st Birthday
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
Folks, this is so blasphemous to admit, but I feel that I must (soo dramatic, I know): I have had a frenemy relationship with adobo all my life. When I was growing up, I couldn't stand looking at it. I remember my aunts cooking them in the kitchen and I'd watch the pork drenched in … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: I hate you, Adobo. I love you, Adobo.
The Echo Muse 