Health & Beauty

A young woman who appeared to be in her early thirties sat two chairs away from me in the breast imagining center. While I was still in one of those gowns they give you when you get a mammogram, she was fully dressed. I was waiting to learn if the additional imaging just conducted on me would clear me, or if a breast ultrasound was next. She too was waiting, wearing a look I thought I recognized. Curious, I opened a conversation with her and she was all too anxious to talk to someone. She was alone and clearly did not want to be. Tears came to her eyes. She was waiting for the results of a breast biopsy. She explained that

I’ve spent a good bit of my life heading into things I have never done before, things I have never been taught how to do. Oftentimes, I have no clue of what I’m getting myself into. For some crazy reason that has never stopped me; I just go full speed ahead. Whether it was zip lining with my 13-year-old, producing my first music video, writing my first book or paragliding off the Bavarian Alps, I jumped in even though I was completely and utterly terrified. And I do mean terrified―night sweats often entered my world when I ventured into something new that I knew I was completely unqualified for (and they were not created by menopause). I find I am not alone. I loved this quote

I am a woman who enjoys comfortable things: a cozy couch to lounge on with a good book, nestled between fluffy pillows and a fuzzy blanket. I enjoy tea, wifi, and Netflix surrounded by cute, matching things like rugs, coffee tables, and bookcases full of books tucked into corners. I tell you all of this to say, I never thought I would be a woman living on a sailboat. The move onto the sailboat took a lot of soul-searching which required a lot of in-the-moment learning about myself and my capabilities. I jotted them down in a notebook to share with you. Here are 10 lessons I learned from living life on a sailboat: 1. I don’t need multiples of clothing. As I

I’m sure most of us have been to a carnival or fair where they reserve some of the most “fixed” and frustrating games around. And for some reason we always want to play them because we think the outcome might be different this time. I recently learned the official name for a particular game that I would normally try to describe by saying, “you know, it’s the game with the wooden board that has a bunch of holes with things popping up, and you try to smack them back down with a wooden mallet, but then they just pop up somewhere else?” Well, apparently the official name for this game is called, “Whac-A-Mole,” and it was invented by Aaron Fechter in 1976,