[su_heading]A Mother Gives Thanks[/su_heading] If we could, would we raise our children any differently knowing then what we know now? The woman who submitted her story for me to publish to my readers listened carefully as I trepidatiously asked her for more details. I…
“When I think about the things that we’ve been through, I know just one thing is true, life is better with you!”. Happy 15th Anniversary to my hubbie.
[su_heading size=”18″]Seeing Aspen Through a Teenager’s Eyes [/su_heading] It has been a long time since I have actually written about the children of Aspen Real Life, as soon as the older ones turned 14, all bets were off. They went from take me, film me, let…
If you haven’t been living this way already, it’s time to start letting go and live for the moment…even if the consequences may make you blush.
As I sat at the bar I imagined what it would be like to still be single and living in New York City. When an attractive young man sat down alone right next to me I thought about….
When I think back, he was always there in my imagination, the man I would fall in love with one day. A tall, dark and handsome cowboy version of a straight Carey Grant with a chiseled jaw and smiling eyes. My search for the…
Anybody who has moved understands the emotional and physical distress it causes, and here we are possibly about to do it again! Anybody want a home on a gorgeous lot in Basalt, Colorado?
I’m thinking it would be far easier to live with a Buddhist philosophy if we didn’t live in Western society. So, how to live peacefully in a fast paced environment? Don’t get stuck in a rut.
Ever eat a raw meal and have dreams about being pregnant? I did.
An annual summer trip to Nantucket no longer retains the innocence of days gone by.
Basalt may be sleepy but if you catch it on the right night you may find yourself listening to poetry quoted to you by a drunk cowboy.
An unexpected adventure happened yesterday when I went on a bike ride with a friend along the back roads of Old Snowmass.
How wonderful it is to receive birthday wishes from all over the world. I am a very lucky girl and so appreciative of all of your love! Thank you for being a friend!!!
[su_heading size=”18″]Trying to Survive Without Sleep[/su_heading] Last night I skinned up Buttermilk with my fellow Monday evening companions. We gathered in the parking lot as we put our skins on our skis and stuffed our packs with lights and warm clothes for the descent….
In this new year, let’s all pay it forward!
Aspen Real Life is four years old, gives back to the community and has put in over 10,000 hours. It’s Time!
At four o’clock in the morning, I’m ready to be a bit more raw and confess that this blogging business hasn’t been easy but things are happening.
What’s it like being the mommy of a… “mommy blogger”? My mother tells all.
This is a question that I often get when I tell people that I am a blogger. It’s not always easy to be ahead of the curve, where people look at you as if you have three eyes, but I’m kinda liking being different.
Although I do miss living in the country, maybe I was not quite cut out for country living.
Moving from our contemporary home in the country-side to our vinyl home in town has had its glitches but somehow, beneath the stresses of mold and monsters, we are content.
If I ever become famous I am going to become a motivational speaker for bloggers because nobody becomes somebody without working their little bottoms off, do they?
I’ve made my New Years Resolutions and I’m ready to go…only, it’s going to take some time. How bout you?
It’s been a whirlwind of a week with Thanksgiving and Aspen Winternational but we survived, barely!
Moving out of our home and moving in with our extended family was nice and cozy, to say the least. Thank you Michele, Jim, Devon, Nikki, India and Loki!!!
Have you ever been so self-absorbed that you couldn’t read the signs?
So many families are in transition right now, moving from the homes they love to rent and we are one of them. But as life would have it, there is always humor tossed in amongst the stress and the disbelief of the work load, if you choose to let it in to help you than you’ll make it through.
With our house closing on Monday and no home to move into things are getting very interesting over here at Aspen REAL Life.
As we travel about life, I wonder how many of us are reflective of our Horoscopes and our signs?
On our way up we talked about my decision to not write about how The Aspen Times was pouring salt onto my wound, once again, with the new developments in the Madoff fiasco. I refuse to fuel the tabloids with my anger and disappointment, I told him and he agreed happy that as much as I write about our family life, I never reveal anything too private.
Ready for the second chapter of finding love in Aspen? Here it is, all on a dark and beautiful Halloween night.
So many of us are having to let go right now. Even though I try not to get attached to material things I still can’t shake the sadness of having to leave our Paradise.
Jack Pierce McDonald may be physically gone but the legacy that he has left behind will resonate within all of us forever.
What would I do without my sisters?
Spring Break is here and Bono says it all.
I fear that I’m giving in to accepting that Valentine’s Day is just an overrated, commercial Holiday.
Do you ever feel like your head is about to blow off your body as you try to accomplish the impossible? No? Then I need to talk to you, sooner rather than later.
On Christmas Day we arrived at my sister Micheles house with the Vini-Man loaded with presents for all the cousins. The kids ran around in their pajamas taking them off throughout the day to plunge into the hot tub and then dive into the…
The holidays can be a wonderful way to reconnect with family and friends but they can also be detrimental to your health.
It is amazing to me the fascination with vain celebrities. People want real. They want raw. Of course sex and good looks always sell, but many Mommy Blogger’s have all that it takes to make it as a Celebrity.
Every now and then I receive mail from somebody who I have clearly offended with my writing. I thought that I would share it with you and also give you the opportunity to critique my writing for the better good of my novel. Have at it!
You wanted a bit of adversity? Well here it is. Read and weep for me my friends, read and weep.
All mother’s have a secret that I am about to share with the world. We are all superhuman.
A Halloween tale
I am aware that I am in complete denial that taking the kids on a road trip could be a total bust but I am just that desperate.
In all of this self-analysis I have deduced that my writing has become a reflection of my spiritual journey as a wife and a mother. It has helped me to live in the present more completely and spiritually then ever before. Every nuance, every impressionable expression, every tribute to life, resonates in my being and writing it all down helps me to grow.
Kids are gone and Wade and I are hitting the towns of Aspen, Basalt and Carbondale with a vigor!
Twitter has become such a large part of my life as I grow my blog that I am Twittering in my sleep. I have always had crazy, fun dreams, especially about New York City and have started recording them on my blog.
As parents, we all need time to escape and reflect upon who and where we are in our lives. Life does not always offer up these opportunities. When a day turns sour, we need to dig deep into our own resources to help us get through it because nobody else is going to save us.
[su_heading]What Not to Do With a Pregnant Mama[/su_heading] What Not to Do With a Pregnant Mama? Don’t breathe on her, don’t look at her, do as she says, and everything will be just fine! The first time we saw our first baby, it was…
When I was five months pregnant with Hootie-Hoo, Baddy surprised me by presenting me with a trip to Paris, just the two of us, to celebrate my fortieth birthday and our pregnancy. Spring in Paris that year brought droves and droves of uninterrupted rain…
We have all struggled with keeping up with technology and I just happened to take it as far as I was able. I soon plunged into website hell and have finally climbed back out.
I love my husband but obviously have some deep rooted insecurities that are divulged in my dreams. He sure wished he could be privy to his lecherous behavior, in my sleep.
When I was pregnant with my third child, Tucker, I had to trade in my Toyota Fore-Runner for a mini-van to accommodate my impending larger family. It was a difficult decision for me to make. My father had a BMW fetish and that is what I grew up driving in.
[su_heading size=”18″]I Saw The Tooth Fairy[/su_heading] The other night Axel’s tooth fell out, or rather, Wade yanked it out as usual. This family is not for the weak hearted. When the children hurt themselves they scream louder when they see their Daddy approaching. Both Wade and…
[su_heading size=”18″]Getting Chicken Eggs From a Neighbor [/su_heading] Tonight at dinner I asked my family to take note that I was actually wearing a short sleeved shirt without a sweater on. It probably was the first time since the last warm day in the Fall…
[su_heading size=”18″]Staying Balanced as a Mother[/su_heading] This morning Baddy and I laughed, cried and spat at each other, and the kids, in the one hour we had together before we shoved everybody into the car to go to school. Oh to be able to…
Nymphs in the forest, hot springs pools, makes for a dreamy weekend spent in nature, that is unless you are there with your girlfriend.
It is not always easy to remain calm and patient with children.
January 1st I decided to stop doing everything for the boys and teach them how to clean up after themselves. I am doing their future wives a favor.
[su_heading]Our Baby’s Flight for Life[/su_heading] Taking a flight for life from Aspen to Denver when our middle child was 12 days old was one of the biggest scares of our lives. Now I just picked him up from pre-college at California College of the…