I started swim team as a child because my Mom wanted something for me and my sisters to do during the summer. I think her purpose was to keep us out of trouble and wear my sister and me out. Little did she know that decision was going to change my life forever.
Earlier this year, one of my childhood friends suggested that we take a couple’s trip to Mexico, no kids. It was one of those conversations which sounds like a dream, one that you have with your friends and say, “yeah that would be amazing,” but could we really pull it off? The other question that came up for all of us, was could we leave our kids for a week? It turns out this dream conversation turned into reality this July and my husband and I feel it is one of the best vacations we have taken. There are many reasons why it was great for us to take a no kid vacation and many reasons why it was great for my kids to have their parents take a no kid vacation.
At a recent swim class while my daughter was in the water with her dad, I noticed a woman also watching the Parent-N-Me class in session and introduced myself. Instantly I recognized a familiar accent. Phyl was visiting her daughter’s family from the Isle of Man, and was the great-grandmother of student, 20-month-old Alfie. It is relatively rare to meet anyone from that part of the U.K. since the small island in the Irish Sea between Ireland and England only has a population of about 88,500.
I LOVE the Oscars! I love the Oscars even more than I hate post-holiday winter. Every year, I find January to be on the brutal side…like one month-long holiday hangover. I feel lost and sad after the beautiful and exhausting chaos of the previous year explodes with the New Year’s skies. I try to be inspired by grocery store magazine resolutions and fitness makeovers plastered throughout social media. But each year brings mixed results and I often still feel kinda lonely…until I hit my Oscar groove, my reason for this dreary season.