Gratitude With a Side of Mashed Potatoes

Thanksgiving and the month of November is my favorite time of year. A holiday without gifts, just family and food. It’s a time that most of us take a break and reflect on what we’re thankful for. While its a great practice that gets us feeling ready for the holidays and the start of a new year for many of us when the hustle picks up again we get sucked in and the warm fuzzy thankful feelings can drift. Last year our office put on …


First Generation Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes

My children are being raised in a household with two working parents, I was raised by two working parents, as was my mother and to my knowledge her mother before her.  Regardless of the obstacle of time – we are all culinarily inclined. We can make a mean roast, soup, stew, chop, steak and a slew of vegetables to ride alongside (pardon me as I pat myself on the back). Despite our culinary prowess, at some point in our family tree making mashed potatoes fell …

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Carve out some time for You

Wow, the Mom Hustle has been real for all of us HMH mommas! You haven’t seen a post from us in a while! This time of the year is like our normal hustle on steroids. Work amps up, home amps up, the parties amp up (woohoo), and the drama amps up. It just does! So here is what I am wishing for all of you this holiday season. Take a morning for yourself. Do it! Go to Starbucks, order your favorite drink and just be …


The “No Power” Shit Show

At 6:00 this evening, just as I was about to begin my last task of the workday, the power went out. We live in the country where there are no street lights in sight. It was dark as hell and Daddy was just about to make ‘breakfast for dinner for our “starving” 3 year old and “starving” 4 year old. Meanwhile I was asked to wrap up work and feed the crying baby. I hate being interrupted and I hate how messy our house gets. There …

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Happy Halloween

I grew up hating Halloween. I never really had a great costume. I think I was a baby every year. It was an easy costume that required very little money. Costumes were not something we spent money on when I was a kid. And so, all the kids would dress up and look so great and I was always a baby. It included pigtails and pajamas and both were easy and cheap. As I grew older, I remember the haunted houses. My lease favorite place …


No Time For Apathy

I’m turning 34 on November 6th.  This year, not unlike several other years of my life, my birthday is shared with Election Day. A planned c-section, November 6th was the first day available for my mom to choose and she often says she picked it because she couldn’t wait to meet me.  Having recently had my second child, I realize she was also probably at the point of no sleep, swollen ankles, reflux and overall discomfort. The year I was born was also an Election …


You Want Me to Eat What?!?

Eat that Frog. Okay? I first learned about this idea from our CEO during a team meeting. He described the premise of (Brian Tracy’s) book in which you identify the hardest thing you have to do and you do it first. You don’t follow the typical pattern of avoidance or procrastination; you set your table and take a big bite of that ugly, undesirable thing you have to do. Often times, the hardest thing you have to do, is the most important thing you have …


Today I Got My First Tattoo – A Tribute to My Oldest Son

When my kids ask me who my favorite child is, I answer that they are each my favorite, for different reasons (the answer is always the same, yet it’s a friendly banter amongst them to claim they are my favorite). When I talk about my oldest son, I say that he’s my favorite because he taught me how to be a mom. He loved this answer when he was younger, and would ask me over and over to list the ways he taught me how …


You Can Call Me Santa

Sooooooooooo it’s no surprise that I’ve had a busy, draining couple of months. I’ve blogged about it once or twice and I’ve continued to say things like ‘the end is near’; ‘it’s almost over’; ‘it’s just a one time thing’; ‘it won’t happen again’; etc. to my loved ones who are seriously concerned about me. Well, it’s almost over; I expect it to be over by Monday; just like I expected it to be over September 7, October 1, and now, I’m stating it for …