Archive for the ‘Life’ Category

The Smell of Pumpkin

Saturday, October 25th, 2014 by by


I was challenged by the SITS girls to write a blog post about The Five Senses of Fall. I chose to write this blog post about the Smells of Fall. 

Have I mentioned in previous blog posts how much I love Fall? (more…)


Fun things to do for Fall in Michigan

Sunday, October 5th, 2014 by by

note: Let me just start by saying that I hate the term “bucket list” since it refers to “kicking the bucket”. I am blogging with the SITS girls fall challenge, so I will change mine to fall fun in Michigan!

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1) Watching the leaves change colors & Making a collage
This is my favorite part of living in the midwest. Season change is so beautiful and awe inspiring to share with your loved ones. I want to make a fall collage with the girls of different leaf colors. Mini is really good with her colors. It wasn’t until age 3 that Baby Bear could name the color no matter how hard I tried. We will also do some obligatory leaf rubbing pictures too. (more…)

Things about me you didn’t know

Wednesday, October 1st, 2014 by by

I realize that you might know a lot about Baby Bear and Mini and not so much about me. I also sometimes lose myself in my children (for the good and bad) and decided to focus on myself for the minute.


1. I have one less set of ribs
{it must be genetic because my aunt has the same thing!}

2. All of the first born girls on my dad’s side are named after my great grandma Esther (Brooke Esther)

3. My parents almost named me Barry. Bonnie and B’nai were also in the running. Can you picture me as a Bonnie?? They came up with Brooke last minute. (more…)

Old School Blogging

Thursday, September 11th, 2014 by by

I read a beautiful blog called “An Inch of Gray” which is authored by a mother who lost her 12 year old son a couple of years ago in a freak accident. Weston was the exact same age as her son, Jack when the accident happened, and the horror of that event really stuck with me. Anna has handled the whole experience with more beautifully honest and raw grace that I could have mustered in the same situation.

Today she linked up with this blog to do some:

Since I am feeling too lazy and perhaps still anesthetized from my procedure yesterday, I decided to play along.

What is the last thing you watched on TV?
So embarrassing, but it was “The Real World: EX-plosion”. Yes, I am in my mid-forties and still watching reality television on MTV. The premise is so good, though! They did the whole, “seven strangers, picked to live in a house…” and let them do their thing over a 6-week period. Just as they started to bond and of course – hook up(!!) – the producers brought all of their ex-girlfriends/boyfriends back into the house! DRAMA! Just as the title promises, when you put a bunch of horny 20-somethings with limited brain-power and penchants for making bad decisions together in one house….EX-PLOSION. My life is pretty mundane – I gotta live vicariously somewhere. Might as well be on MTV. (more…)


The View From Here… And There

Monday, September 8th, 2014 by by

Friday night I had the great pleasure of reading one of my blog posts aloud, at the 2014 BlogHer Conference in San Jose. My post was chosen, along with eleven other blogger’s work. The writers participated in a live reading called, Voices Of The Year. The post I read is titled “The View From Here,” and I originally ran it on the blog last October. Since Friday’s reading, a number of people have asked me to re-post it. Here it is.

The View From Here

Recently, Mr. Rosenberg was wondering aloud what it might take for him to become a Rabbi. He thought that first he needed to better grasp his world-view before he could counsel others. It made me question my own world view or as I like to think of it, my Miss America platform.


Tomorrow I Will Be Fifty Years-Old

Wednesday, September 3rd, 2014 by by

Tomorrow I will be fifty years-old. Fifty. This amazes me. I can’t quite wrap my mind around it. When I look in the mirror, I often catch myself off guard, expecting to see younger me. Younger me is somewhere in her late thirties, I’m not sure why that age has stuck in my head but she’s the me I look like in my mind.

Because of my dance with drugs and alcohol as a young woman, I never expected to live past twenty-five. After getting sober at twenty-three, I realized that I had no plan, no real concrete goals or any idea of how to get there. As my friends were graduating from college, I left behind my dodgy, short-lived college days and I went to work. I decided to wing it.

In my twenties and thirties, I traveled. I had curly hair and then straight. I enjoyed two careers that were fun and interesting. I spent time with some sweet dogs and cats. I learned to bake bread. I wore dangerous high heels. I made true friends. I had my heart broken. I drove a convertible. I read. I wrote. I stayed sober. They were interesting seasons.

Ten years ago, I met Mr. Rosenberg. Within the year, Bob was on his way. Thanks to an internet dating site and a game changing sushi dinner date in Korea Town, I had managed to stumble into the loves of my life. Now, is my season of motherhood. The soccer games and PTA meetings and wild boys chasing a dog through the house are everything. The tiny moments of folding laundry or helping with homework are lifted up in prayers of gratitude.

I think of a the final scene in Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory. Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka has just told Charlie that he will be inheriting the Chocolate Factory. Charlie is, of course, thrilled. Willy Wonka ends the conversation with, “But Charlie, don’t forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he’d always wanted… He lived happily ever after.”

Tomorrow I will be fifty years-old. I am living my happily ever after.


Camping With Grown-Ups

Wednesday, August 27th, 2014 by by

Camping humor. Classic.
For the last several years my camping trips have all involved our RV and a bear named Yogi.

Over the Memorial Day weekend however, I went camping with grown-ups. In a tent.

When friends of mine from the gym invited a bunch of us to crash their annual Memorial Day camping trip I was all in. Until they mentioned it was an “over-21″ campground. (more…)


Coffee + Me = wheeee!!!!!

Thursday, May 22nd, 2014 by by

I used to make fun of my grandma and grandpa who were as religious about their coffee as my grandma was about Jesus.  When we would go on family road trips, fueling them with coffee was as essential as fueling the car with gas.  There was always a pot brewing in their kitchen – or ours when they would visit.  Their love affair with coffee was cute, yet hard to understand when I was younger.

Life has since schooled me.  I get it now.  Like – I reallllly get it.  Coffee is my BFF.  Just like that graphic says, I would still be in bed were it not for coffee.  The invention of the Keurig stands as the greatest invention in the history of mankind.  I say coffee is more important than the wheel, for without coffee, I would not be able to spend as much time in the car as I do.

This is what my coffee area looks like mid-day.

Some may say I have a problem.

Me?  I say I have found the solution.

The Waiting

Monday, May 5th, 2014 by by

Last weekend after 2 bright, warm, sunny days, I boldly put all of our winter coats and accessories away.  By Tuesday, we had 2-3 inches of snow on the ground.

Today I am soooooo tired of cold, windy, grey weather.  I am soooooo cranky.

So let’s just pretend that it looks like this today.

I Can’t Believe I Actually Had to Say This…

Thursday, February 27th, 2014 by by

I teach 8th grade and every day is a new adventure. While all days are exhausting, most are at least somewhat amusing.

“Colton, please stop drinking sparkling apple juice from an empty chip bag!”

Yep, I actually had to say that today.

You just can’t make this stuff up.

Sidenote: I do have to hand it to the kid. He didn’t have a cup, so he ate all the chips out of the bag, folded the top down and fashioned his own cup. The downside? Sour Cream and Onion Sparkling Apple Juice. Yuck.