Category Archives: About Momma

Purple Everywhere & Always

These days mark the two year anniversary of the death of Ronan Thompson…. Together you helped me raise $500 dollars for the Ronan Thompson Foundation but truth be told I’d raise a million more if I could. No mother should have to lose her baby boy. In honor of Ronan, wear purple this weekend. As…

#vacationfromhell (Not Really)

We’re back in Paris, having arrived late on Monday and my lack of posting can be contributed to thousands of loads of laundry and playing the drying rack shuffle game. See also: a.) my husband is off from work for the week b.) my son is home from school. Who knew preparing three meals a…

Paris Through the Eyes of a Tourist

I love when friends come to visit and we explore the city together. No visit is ever the same, the weather and places change, but the elation in their eyes, the widening over the not-so-ordinary takes me to another place. Courtney’s visit to Paris came after a year of living in Paris coupled with three…

#BostonStrongParis

Image via the lovely Lindsey Kent of PictoursParis Monday evening I did a kid swap at the metro with my husband and headed into Paris to meet up with 120+ people to run in honor of those affected by the attacks at the Boston Marathon. I needed to run, to be with people who have…

Today is Tomorrow & I Need to Get Moving.

Hi everyone…. I guess it’s been a while since I just wrote what was going on, and because I know some of you care (okay many of you otherwise why are you even reading this?)  thought I’d give you an update on life. Ever since Kilimanjaro and heading home unexpectedly, I never really got back into a…

Chachkies, Euro-Style

Growing up, like most people’s parents, mine worked really hard, putting in long hours and having only a few weeks of vacation to show for it. For my dad, work meant traveling to faraway places for long periods of time. I can distinctly recall the summer of 1990, when he spent three long months in…

Boston You’re My Home

  I saw this on Facebook and loved it. I’m not sure where it came from, and I don’t own the rights to it. I don’t understand why these things just keep happening. I don’t understand why of all of the things a person could do is ruin the one thing for so many people…

Perpetual Tourists

Ah the joys of out-of-town visitors! Ever since FMF came last April, I’ve been measuring our time in Paris by our vacations and when we have visitors. Not only does it make the time go by quickly, it gives me an excuse to not continue my French lessons. Oops  I think I forgot to mention that….

First Impressions

I have an uncanny ability to vacillate between misreading a person the first I meet them to 100% pegging their personalities. This hasn’t been useful in my years as a therapist, or during college. My college experiences varied greatly, mainly due to anxiety issues at age 19. I had been living on campus at an…

Making the Cut.

“A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life,” Coco Chanel. My experiences with hair have been discussed here before. My battles against the curl have been waged so many times and this winter, I was triumphant. Recently I attended a dinner with friends I hadn’t seen in a while, and the…