At 43, I feel as if I’ve put the cat to shame, because this derby girl is working on her 10thor possibly 11thlife. Each phase of my life has provided struggles. It wasn’t that I lost my mom at 25, struggled with bi-polar disorder or checked into rehab – it was after a break-up. I
Category: F#ck-ups and Life Lessons
Learn how to heal your personal relationship through self reflection, courage and accountability.
Challenge: Forgive yourself for a mistake you’ve made. Even if you think you don’t deserve it. (Period. No judgement.) Share! Tell me about the guilt you felt about something you did. Have you forgiven yourself? Or not? Why? (Post your experience in the “Comment Box” below.) How do I forgive myself when I’ve
“I’ll never be able to…,” “I didn’t grow up with money…” “I lived in an abusive house…” are my favorite starts to a long list of life excuses. At one time, I was comforted by creating excuses. Removing accountability for choices was much easier than owning responsibility towards the outcome. There was always a reason
“5…4…3…2…1!” And just like that, 2018 makes its grand splash with whiskey kisses, sloppy dancing and good intentions. To me, New Years is a sign of hopeful beginnings–an end to a crappy relationship, a dream job in Durango or an opportunity to create a cellulite-free rump. People just can’t wait to declare their New Year
Swatch Watch. Guess Jeans. Vans. These were all hot items in the ‘80s and usually made the cut to most middle-schooler’s Christmas lists. Even though I did get my pricey Guess overalls, that was the ONLY item Santa usually delivered. Despite my perfectly-teased bangs, I discovered Christmas was really about embracing the sugar cookie. Sound
Maintaining my “bubble butt?” I know what some of you are thinking…how can she write all these amazing blogs about female power/body acceptance and then emphasize the importance of a nice ass? Why? I’ll answer: I believe having a strong body [no matter what it looks like] provides confidence, sexiness and strength. These traits are
“They are racists.” “It’s capitalist greed.” “Definitely uneducated.” These are just a few examples of what I hear daily from clients as they carelessly flip pages in Star Magazine.
“Paper or plastic?” said the cashier in a rushed tone. Obviously, it’s a simple question. I looked under the cart and notice [once again] I’d forgotten my reusable bags. Damn it! Sweat beads on my forehead. “Paper,” I said.