The Zoom calls crack me up. It’s like rounding up a pack of puppies. Does everyone have the link? Is there a password? How come Joe Schmo still isn’t on? Someone call him. There are only 25 minutes left in the free version. Let me move the screen so the audience has the illusion that this clean wall behind me is representative of my whole house and life. They can’t see that my house looks like a tornado blew through it even though I just vacuumed and cleaned this morning. It warms my heart to see my overseas family’s faces, to celebrate birthdays with friends or stay in touch with colleagues whom I adore and are used to getting a 3pm snack with. Although, it is not the same as face-to-face, I will still take it. I can feel my soul filling up already.
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I was cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner daily. This coming from a woman who bought lunch most days at work and bought take out dinner for her family at least 3-4 nights a week, I thought was pretty good (insert pat on the back here). If he didn’t like a meal I prepared, he’d throw a tantrum then he’d yell, “You don’t want me to eat! You’re being mean! YOU’RE A MEAN MOM!” And if I loudly tell him I’m not being mean, he yells back, ”Don’t talk in your mean voice! Talk in your beautiful voice!” (insert eye roll and secret laugh here.)
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