Under Pressure

Chatting with my parents the other night, I mentioned how much work was knocking me flat. One project is eating me alive and a plate-full of others are screaming for attention. New ones are popping out of the woodwork. I…

Sticky Like a Website

As a wife and working mother of three boys – 15, 11, and 5 – it’s difficult to meet all the needs of the people in my life. Because I sometimes travel for work, I’ve missed some pretty important events…

Smell of Old Spice

My mind is wandering, a thing it often does when I’m sitting in front of a blank, gaping page. I’m trying to force it down a certain path – find a topic, I’m saying to myself. Find something serious, current…what’s…