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Peace, prosperity, serenity, contentment, bliss…

Yeah, that’s so not happening right now. I don’t know about you, but my job hangs in the balance and I’m feeling totally helpless in doing anything about it right now.  But rather than wallow in self-pity, I thought I’d share my list of highly effective stress-relievers: Read the rest of this entry »


i eat dogs like you for breakfast

I watch the Dog Whisperer and It’s Me or The Dog, I practice calm assertive energy and pack leadership. I take my dog for a long walk every day (ok, my husband does it when it’s really cold), taught him basic obedience and socialized him as a puppy. Read the rest of this entry »

beerMy first job out of college was working for a beer company. Yes, I did have some pretty awesome perks–an unlimited supply of free beer and t-shirts and I basically got paid to hang out at bars and drink yummy Harpoon every night and weekend. 

But now as I look back, nearly 13 years ago, the best part about working for a beer company was not the free beer, the fun atmosphere, or the interesting people I met along the way, it was the fact that the company employed very few women. Read the rest of this entry »

After writing my first post about how I’ve been getting on with my life since being diagnosed nearly eight years ago with Rhuematoid Arthritis (RA), I have been thinking a lot about how my friend, my enemy, RA, has changed me. I’m not a different person just physically, but RA has had a hand (like it or not) in shaping the choices I’ve made as a mom, the friendships I’ve made since, and the profession I’ve chosen to pursue. Read the rest of this entry »

It started all so innocently, we were driving down a country road, singing Britney Spears (Daughter Shaffer’s favorite), when we passed a small pasture of beef cattle. My daughter said, “Mom, cows!” and pointed at them as we drove on by.  In my infinite wisdom, I found this the golden opportunity to teach my daughter that not all cows are the same. “Those are beef cows,” I said.

A pause ensued and then, “Mommy, how do they get the beef out?”

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As I watch Governor Deval Patrick  give the State of the State tonight, I have to snicker. I mean really, a politician with a multi-million dollar mansion, a tax-payer cadillac,  and $12,000 drapes in his office  is going to tell me about sacrifice and tightening my belt? Right…isn’t American Idol on tonight? Read the rest of this entry »

Strange, I barely remember the pain now, but eight years ago, I was a mess. I went from an energetic, 20-something, new mom to a barely able to walk, couldn’t hold a phone, couldn’t tie my shoes, couldn’t turn the shower on myself, had no energy, totally exhausted invalid. Read the rest of this entry »

So, when I was really young, I wanted to be a vet because I loved animals. We lived in the country, but my parents weren’t big on animals, so let’s just say that they weren’t all that supportive of my plans to be a vet.

My dad said one day, “So much schooling, why not be a people doctor?” I looked at him and at the ripe old age of nine, I said, “But I don’t like people.” Read the rest of this entry »

Cats have cat nip, but dogs…what do they have?  Bitches never have to worry about their pups growing up to be drug addicts, do they?

My daughter’s nine and I’ve been worried since day one. And a new study discussed in Wall Street Journal’s Health Blog doesn’t make me feel any better either–dubbing today’s youth as “Generation Rx”.
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My dog is a mutt, which makes him fit in quite well with our family. My husband is Jewish and I was brought up Catholic. Together, we are atheists/pagans/heretics/agnostic…we haven’t really figured out which yet, but we’ll decide some day.

Either way, you can’t really admit these things in public and ESPECIALLY… Read the rest of this entry »