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Stay Lifted

I remember as a child and especially into my adolescent years my mom being very focused on my posture. She would always say "stand up straight, hold your shoulders back, suck in, and put some lipstick on." Probably goes a long way to explain my obsession with lipgloss.My mom is not a fitness guru. She has had careers in nursing and real estate. But she was definitely on to something back in the 80s, and I've ...

Should We Move

"How am I supposed to live here? Should we move?" I asked Shaun more than once over the weekend. He reminded me that it was only for a couple of days, but that didn't help to cure the sadness I felt so deeply in my heart. I'm known for my dramatic mood swings. I have some pretty high highs followed sometimes by the dreaded low lows. Having never been clinically diagnosed with a psychological illness, I've ...

An Unexpected Dream

By Saturday, February 25, 2017 0 No tags Permalink 0

If you've ever doubted your passion, your purpose, or your power to make a difference, let me share the story of an unexpected dream that became a reality. A little over a year ago, I was at a job that drained me, literally depleted me of what I feel is my greatest strength- my positivity. I felt empty and sad and constantly questioning my life's mission. Here I was living in "paradise" but feeling completely ...

My Last Political Post

"You should get a Scottie dog. Barney is hilarious," said my friend, who worked in the White House during the George W. Bush administration. She knew I was trying to decide what breed of dog would best fit into my 23 year-old, single, corporate America, overtime-working lifestyle. In all honesty, the answer was really no dog, but that’s another story for another day. photo from whitehouse.gov/barney now on Google images Long story short- I’ll spare the ...

Election Day 2016

Election Day 2016. I woke up and said good morning to Shaun. I loved on my sweet boys whose tails were wagging just because their mom got out of bed. I made eggs and waffles for breakfast. Shaun already had the coffee going. He was kind enough to take Henry and Logan outside so that I didn’t have to take off my pajamas. Shaun left for work, and I sat down to do some exciting follow ...

Islandversary

Today, on our Islandversary, I'm thinking about how for TWO years we've shared ONE bathroom and ONE car. We've thought more about water consumption and energy use than almost anything else. We've hand-washed so many dishes that I've lost count. We went to the laundromat so many times that finally I had a meltdown. We've sweated more in 24 months than we have in over 30 years combined. We've struggled but together worked through tough ...

Happy Hour On St. John

Fact: It is hot on St. John. The heat can be extremely demotivating- whether you're trying to walk your dog, exercise your body, get yourself to work, or do just about anything productive. Here's the catch: The year-round sunshine and 80 to 90-something temperatures means that Swimsuit Season (singular) doesn't exist here. Swimsuit Year is more accurate, and thus, there are no buffer months to hibernate in sweats and eat cornbread dipped in chili and pack ...

Highs and Lows

By Monday, August 1, 2016 0 No tags Permalink 0

I love my husband. After almost 11 years together- nearly two of them spent in tiny accommodations on a tiny rock- I actually even like him. Don't worry, this is not going to be one of those touchy-feely, overly-mushy, gross love stories. But I've got to say, I really do love my husband. Photo by Yelena Rogers When I told him I couldn't work one more day at my previous job, he said "OK, you don't ...

I Was Warned

Well, I get it now. I was warned about the transient nature of the island and how that can wear on you over time. Living on an island can be harder than people think, so it's no surprise that many people are only here for a short time before they move on. People said don't invest too much of your time and energy in new people, because, more than likely within six months they'll be gone. ...

A Time to Twerk

After what I've dubbed "the class that didn't happen", it shouldn't come as a surprise that I was pretty terrified about the second class I had planned to teach in New York. I don't know which is worse… Trying to teach a class on a sunny, 60 degree Saturday evening, or trying to draw people in on a cold, rainy Sunday afternoon. I was pretty sure Twerk and Tone in the the city was officially a ...

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