Loving Marshall

[...] replied, "Turn the page." Turning the page. Last week I wrote about a passage in Motherless Daughters that I found troubling, a section that communicated a belief of some therapists, that [...]

[...] This morning I dug my copy of Motherless Daughters out of one of the moving boxes littering our living room, dug into a doughnut and cup of [...]

[...] Remember that resolution to read through Motherless Daughters? I keep putting it back on the shelf, literally and figuratively. Reading it is hard. [...]

[...] Pinterest and Instagram. (We're taking things slow.) And, I finished Chapter 3 of Motherless Daughters . Here we go... Hope Edelman takes this chapter to discuss how the cause of a mother's [...]

[...] at a conference last weekend and noticed that I was getting more comments than usual on my bread recipe. The bread recipe that I posted the very first week I started to write regularly. The very [...]

[...] controversy. Then I reminded him that the only controversy going on around here is if my bread recipe can be made with coconut flour or not. (Jury is still out.) But, maybe I'm wrong. If [...]

[...] , so gather around, 500 loyal readers. (If you're one of the 100,000 people looking for the bread recipe and just got lost, it's over here.) One year in Seattle. We've officially been in the Emerald [...]

[...] I take a deep breath and sneak it in a la Daniel? Out with it, I think. I'm starting a full-time MBA program this fall, and I am really excited about it. There. 500 words. Done. [...]

[...] all run to Amazon to order. In 500 words (exactly), I announced my plans to start a full-time MBA program this fall, and my Facebook chums got a little irked that I wasn't announcing a [...]

[...] Last year, about this time, I attended a workshop on applying for a full-time MBA program. I had to book a babysitter because my husband traveled every other week to the East Coast [...]

[...] ." Call him "Pipe Fixer Marshall" when he is "Bakery Marshall" or "Satellite Marshall" when he is "just Marshall" at your own risk. [...]

[...] Maybe we'll have just a few minutes of quiet before we play another round of Bakery Mommy and Bakery Marshall." (We had already made individual cakes for all of the preschoolers in Seattle, after [...]

[...] storm headed its way, a tropical storm that turned into a hurricane. I grew up in Southeast Alabama, close enough to the Gulf that hurricanes were a common part of our late summer-early [...]

[...] lost her mom one night, it was nothing short of a miracle. We grew up in a tiny town in Southeast Alabama where people didn't talk about their feelings. My dad made himself. We grew up in a part of [...]

[...] -to-run-faster-than-cane-syrup plan. (Off topic: My papa made the BEST cane syrup in Southeast Alabama.) --And, we are saving some precious pennies by not spending it on preschool tuition [...]