Running Late: Another entry for my Mom of the Year nomination

We were running late. Again. Since having kids, I’m late to everything, I’m so late, I’ve begun to change the definition of late.

If we show up 5 minutes after the appointed time, we’re not late, that’s on time, or even early. Today, I was hoping against all hope to be “on time” for swim class.

Sitting at a stop light, willing it to turn green I looked over at the SUV next to us and saw a huge, cinnamon-colored dog that looked like a … Read more ...

Party Like A Journalist: I Did.

There’s something interesting about friends, some are great, others not so great.

I love it when you haven’t seen someone in weeks, months or even years and then when you connect again it’s like no time has passed.

I recently had this experience en masse. A very good friend of mine left the AP after 22 years, eight months and three days of service (not that she was counting.) And naturally as any good journalist worthy of her stylebook would do, we went out drinking.… Read more ...

Telling my story for One Billion Rising’s call to end violence against women and girls

I remember the moment he slapped me. If I listen hard enough, I can still hear the ringing in my ears. We both just stared at each other, shocked that he’d actually hit me.

I’d never been hit before. I was never in any teenage catfights, nor school yard tussles at recess. Come to think of it, the last time I’d gotten hit was as a boundary-pushing kid and it came in the form of a spanking from my dad.

But here he was, my … Read more ...

My Co-hosting Debut: Did I blow it up or bomb?

So, how’d it go? That’s what a lot of people were asking me when they found out I was going to be live on the air. Well, in case you missed my debut on Vocalo’s The Barbershop Show, let me give you a peek at my time behind the mic.

I was strangely nervous before the show. I say strange in that public speaking doesn’t scare me, it excites me and I really enjoy it. But for some reason speaking out to some unseen … Read more ...

My First #JustWrite Prompt and It Ain’t Purdy…

OK, so a quick disclaimer. I have the evening to myself to write. Earlier today I fantasized about all of the wonderful prose that would come flooding from my fingertips this evening. Then when I sat down to write tonight, I was stumped.

I visited my Twitter cohorts on #justwrite. I wanted to see what the Twitter literati was up to, and I spotted the latest writing prompt. You are suppose to write, no editing, no deleting, just write unapologetically. The prompt this week is … Read more ...