In the mid 1970s, my parents got an Oster mixer and blender in Harvest Gold. The pair came with an Oster recipe book with its very stylish pink, orange and yellow cover. That book was my father’s breakfast bible for close to 10 years, over time being held together by …

A couple weeks ago, the contributors of the Reno Moms Blog were discussing birthday parties.  Birthday parties can be expensive!  And if your house is small, you can find yourself seriously limited in what you can do in your own home.  Pile a winter birthday on top of a small …

No one gets married with the intention of getting divorced. I’ll never forget my first Christmas post divorce. My boys spent the holiday with their Dad. I spent it alone. I remember that day like it was yesterday - driving the boys to their Dad’s house, pulling up in front, …

I hate bananas. Always have. They gross me out…they get mushy and brown and turn into gelatinous goo. Every time I see a kid eat a banana, I throw up a little in my mouth. I always swore to myself that when I became a parent—IF I became a parent …

Wonder Woman. She’s a comic book hero Lynda Carter made into a glamorous icon in the 1970’s. As a girl, I loved her golden tiara and bracelets. Her lasso and red boots were pretty cool, too. I wanted to be her. And I was when I played dress up, and …

I’ve never thought of myself as pretty. When people say my daughter looks just like me, I nod politely, but I don’t believe them for a second: she’s perfect and beautiful and that’s because she is – it has nothing to do with me. I’ve had an even harder time …

This message isn’t for the mama whose baby sleeps through the night. Or for the mama whose baby gets up once or twice - the mama who talks about the woes of interrupted sleep lo these past two or four months (or six months, or eight months, what have you). …

I’m going to do a bit of admitting in this post, and I might be judged for my past reactions, but…as a first-time parent, I am finding that dealing with a toddler can be so maddening and frustrating sometimes! You truly don’t get a grip on how egocentric toddlers are …

“Mommy… pleeeeezzze! Can I get my ears pierced? ALL my friends have them. Pah-leeeeeze??????” I’ve been listening to that for about two years from my eldest daughter, Emma, and I’ve somehow put her off much longer than I thought possible. Ear-piercing is a special thing in my mind, so I …

As I look at the calendar and realize that Valentine’s Day is this week, I have found myself reminiscing at what this holiday was like for me growing up, and contrasting that to what it is like now. I used to spend the days and nights leading up to Valentine’s Day …