Changing My Story

Last week, Kiddo selected The Whisper by Pamela Zagarenski as part of her bedtime reading.  It’s a story about a little girl who reads a magical book without words, because the words fell out on her way home from school.  Frustrated at the absence of words, she hears a whisper (a fox perched outside her Read More …

Dance Hall Days – Pizza Party Style

Picture the scene:  Girls’-Only Pizza Party while Hubby is away at his class. In the kitchen, “Please Don’t Stop The Music” (a song my corpse would roll off the table and twitch to) is pumping its very contagious cha-cha beat. And I’m dancing.  Just. Like. The. Old. Days: (Sigh) Good times. Good times… Then (record Read More …

Like Chocolate

She sat down and wrote as fast as she could, And all the words came out in Italian. Except she didn’t speak Italian. But the words looked beautiful and felt like velvet chocolate in her brain, So she went with it and wrote them anyway.   Copyright © 2017, Ilana Hulsey Rea. All rights reserved.

Do No Harm

Do No Harm.” My mantra for the next month.  The ripple potential stretches wide.  Do no harm to: My body My thoughts (which have a direct link to the body) My relationships with Kiddo and Hubby My friends and family Total strangers The environment The Universe Now the “How” question. Response: Start with “What is Read More …

Week in Pictures

With all of the negativity, fear and anger out there in the media, I have made a commitment to not get sucked in, to not to be a part of the problem.  Hollering out one’s convictions without being open to hearing all sides never changed anyone’s convictions. Ever. I choose to dwell on what is rarely Read More …

Return to Pre-Relationship Pants

  In my 20’s and 30’s I was a runner, even a one-time Olympic-distance triathlete.  I was a good runner, hitting a 6:30-minute mile.  And at that age, I took that level of fitness for granted. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yawn…. I ran my first half marathon in 10 years.  I won my age group category. Read More …

Raging Spring Fever

Spring has brought on a raging case of GSD. Get Shicht Done. It’s weird. I am positively obsessed with garden and house improvements. This year I have started earlier because I want to get this vegetable and fruit gardening thing down. Ever since I had a kid, it seems important to me that I have Read More …

The Problem With Noodles

The easy part is, well, knowing when to quit, you think after you order lunch for you and the grandkid.  You hand back the menu to the waiter. What’s the hard part? It’s the grief. It’s the knowing you could have, should have done more, but just got in your own way, got all tangled up in the Read More …

Adventures! Adventures!

Something Kiddo loves more than most activities we do together is An Adventure. It all started with me telling her stories at night about the superhero version of herself saving her mom and dad, aunt and uncle, etc. Then we moved on to versions in which she had a doppelganger on the other side of her mirror Read More …

Back-to-Basics Bread Making

There is so much information out there, so many voices telling us that they know the way to eat, to exercise, to work and live.  I find it all time-consuming, overwhelming and, at times, stressful. I had an epiphany over the holiday break:  Experience has shown me that my instincts are spot on for what works Read More …