What can I say, I am a mom.  Growing up as part of the first generation of women who strove to be professionals first, I hit that mark with flying colors and became an amazing High School English Teacher.  Bam! Done. Graduating with a B.A in English, I completed my Masters in Teaching at the University of Louisville, moved states,  and thrived in an extremely challenging work environment. I pursued my Secondary Administrator Certification from Johns Hopkins and  was ready to soar through the ranks of a school system, however, abandoned it all up to be at home with my boys, betraying the professional sisterhood!

So here I am, 11 years at home, loving it, and bored. I am not a mom enamored with the brilliance of my children as they finger paint ‘such similarities of Picasso,’ but rather relish in their laughter, truthiness of heart, and their ability to unknowingly put me in my place and show me my true colors.  I give my all in being a good  probably overly honest mom, as I did in teaching, but I am a work in progress.  I am their caretaker, coach, advocate, enemy, instructor and chef. There are no false illusions of grandeur from this end; there is a reason I taught teenagers and not preschoolers! But I try my best.

These tales are my life; a literary release of creativity to immortalize the best and worst parts of being a mom, woman, wife.  Hopefully, humor will prevail giving hope and outlets for those of like mind.