Wow. It’s been a hot minute since my last blog post! The people-pleasing part of me is ashamed that I didn’t fine a way to divide my life into neat little quarters this summer. Between work, promoting Santa’s Summer Vacation in Michigan, preparing for our daughter’s senior year of high school (and our son’s freshman year), and moving, I had plenty on my plate. The other part of me – the sane part – knew I could do it all, just not to the extent that I’d be satisfied with the

I’m currently reading (or rather, listening to the audiobook of) The Book Club for Troublesome Women by Marie Bostwick (it’s fantastic, by the way!), and a line I heard today really resonated with me and this journey I’ve been on for nearly a year: “We’ve got to start someplace. If we don’t, how is anything ever going to change?” The book follows a group of women, who form a neighborhood book club, during a pivotal time in history as they begin questioning their roles as wive