My week at the beach, part 1: sippin' on gin and Goldfish (somewhat laid back, with my mind on how much sand Rory ate and how much sand Rory ate on my mind)

My week at the beach, part 1: sippin’ on gin and Goldfish (somewhat laid back, with my mind on how much sand Rory ate and how much sand Rory ate on my mind)

I’m back from the beach. It was exactly what I needed it to be. We went back to the same house for the third year in a row with some good friends of ours. At peak occupancy, we had six…

Kick Out the Jams, Mothers (and fathers, and anyone else)

Kick Out the Jams, Mothers (and fathers, and anyone else)

We’re heading to the beach today! In the course of overpacking last night, I optimistically included my running sneakers and two sports bras, even though in past beach trips, it’s been a miracle if I pull myself off the sand…

Happiness Commandment #2: Get Sweaty (Or, Happiness is a Warm Run)

Happiness Commandment #2: Get Sweaty (Or, Happiness is a Warm Run)

I’m back, and it feels good to be back!  First, I’m back online, typing on the very first computer I have ever owned. I kid you not. For the last 17+ years, all computing has been done at the mercy…

Last day of work jitters: confessions of a Maxxinista

Last day of work jitters: confessions of a Maxxinista

So. Tomorrow is my last day. And I’m freaking out. I’ve had two months to prepare for this. And I have not been lying; I do feel good about it, it’s a blessing in disguise and an opportunity and so…

Happiness Commandment #1: Write, write, write (or: How I Learned to Stop Slacking and Love the Blog)

Happiness Commandment #1: Write, write, write (or: How I Learned to Stop Slacking and Love the Blog)

Previously on Hot Breakfast: I closed my eyes and jumped into the land of the laid off.  And I identified my ten commandments (I wasn’t going to label them as such, but I hereby change my mind) for feeling more centered and –…

Sometimes a girl just needs to get laid off.

Sometimes a girl just needs to get laid off.

After two years and as many attempts, I finally finished Gretchen Rubin’s “The Happiness Project”.  Don’t get me wrong; I found the book to be an easy, engaging read from the start. I immediately identified with the author. I just…

Reflections on a quarter-life crisis: 5 lessons for my 25-year-old self

Reflections on a quarter-life crisis: 5 lessons for my 25-year-old self

I turned 35 last month. There’s no official research on this, but in my mind, 35 is a turning point. From a young woman to, well, a woman. From “miss” to “m’am.” From the coveted 18-34 demographic to the demographic…