Life never goes quite as we plan…now does it?  Need more laughter…a fresh perspective…a touch of inspiration…a dose of irreverence? Permission to give yourself permission to be a rebel… and (gasp!) some recognition for all of the challenges and ridiculousness you’ve lived through thus far? (i.e. The dead husband. The ex who is now living with your 24-year-old ex-nanny. The match.com guy who texts you a photo of his penis 12 hours into your deep and meaningful “relationship.” The kids who occasionally make you want to lock yourself in the bathroom with a bottle of cabernet.)

I’ve gone from “Go-Go-Boots to Girl Scout Dropout to Wife and Mommy to Irreverent Widow to Match.com at 1 a.m”…and somehow managed to keep my sense of humor.  I’m here for you. Welcome home!  p.s. This message is not approved by a branding guru…and I’m okay with that. More >