I started a meditation practice last year. It was helpful, but I was not as consistent as I should be with it. I am trying to make it a priority this year. This was the core message I worked on today. This is a tough one for me, but I am trying. 

3 of 31

One of the most inspiring people on social media is Robin Arzon. I can not remember how I discovered her on Instagram, but the minute I did, I was hooked. Every darn post she shares is inspiring. She is unabashedly fierce, proud and strong.

Last winter she challenged herself (and everyone) to run 3 miles every day for the 31 days of December. I thought it was cool, but I knew I would not be able to fit it into my schedule. This year when she reissued the challenge, I knew that even though the timing was wrong, (I was going to be a solo mom for two of the weeks in December) that I simply had to do it. Rather than deter me from the idea, the madness of the timin drew me further into the challenge. I knew that if I did not sign up that I would miss numerous workouts because of the hectic holiday season and then I would end the year feeling unfit and defeated. I took on the challenge and I’m happy to say that for 28 of the 31 days I found time to run, hop on a Stairmaster or cycle (I doubled the miles those days). 

Some days this meant working out in the evening which I hate doing, but I did it. And then I did it again. And then I did it again. I finished the year feeling better than I would have had I not accepted this challenge. And that my friends, is why I will do it again. 

This is the chart that I posted to keep me honest and on track. 

Moving on…

When we moved into our current apartment we never felt that we were going to be here for a long time. Heck, we moved to Portugal 5 years ago thinking it was only for a year. Then another year, and so on. When you live like this you never really set up your home. That and a few other reasons are why I never really decorated the place. 

The kids rooms always get set up. They deserve more than anyone to feel at home. But the house itself never seems to get done. One thing I did do was frame and hang some of Evan´s artwork. We have done that in all our homes. Yesterday I took down one of his prints. It is time to pack it up. This has been the hardest thing I have done yet. It just seems wrong to continue to sleep here when his artwork comes down. 


Peter Pan

I was recently home in the States. My mission was to find us a house. A house that I am to turn into a home. While there I heard the song Lost Boy by Ruth B. It took very little time before I started crying. My first thought was of my daughter. My daughter and her innocence. The innocence of having a home, having friends and the simplicity of childhood. We have been on our own adventure. But this adventure jostled part of my children´s innocence. I know that. They know what it is to say farewell. To painfully miss family and friends. They know what it is to be alone in a room and to have to restart.

Sophia and Evan, I could not be more proud of what you have done and accomplished on this adventure. You are both incredible and that gives me peace knowing that you will be okay. Better than okay, you will AMAZE us in this move. But please know that as you are taking on a new challenge that I carry you in my heart and that I am always asking God to give you strength and to bring you happiness. 

But I hope more than anything that you always will know that wherever dad and I are is your home. We love you.

After a hard day…

After a hard day I went to give one  of my kids a good night kiss and hug. I do not have favorites it´s just my awesome girl is still not home from swim when I crawl into bed. 

Me – Do you know how much I love you?

Him – On a scale of 1-10? 

Me – Yes.

Him – About 52. 

Thanks Mate. You made this frown turn upside down. 


I cheated, but they loved it! I rarely, if ever cook with a packet. I did last night and Lana gave my Pantry Party a thumbs up. Can I accept that compliment? I cheated, but I will take it nonetheless as compliments in this kitchen are a rarity. 



Pantry Party

We are moving. Details and the long story to follow, but right now I am all about starting to get this house in order. I have initiated a game. We are calling it a pantry party. Sounds fab, I know! At the top of the week each of my kids will go to the pantry and select two items. I have to create 4 meals during the week that will each include an item they have selected. My kids did ask if they could start with the M&Ms their aunt bought them. Obviously no one read the rules of the game. 

pantry party

My daughter of course found the one meat influenced item in the pantry. 

Thank you David Byrne

Talking Heads – This Must Be The Place Lyrics

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me around
I feel numb, born with a weak heart
Guess I must be having fun

The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground, head in the sky
It’s okay, I know nothing’s wrong, nothing

I got plenty of time
You got light in your eyes
And you’re standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money, always for love
Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight

Home, is where I want to be
But I guess I’m already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place

I can’t tell one from the other
I find you, or you find me?
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I’ll be, where I’ll be

We drift in and out
Sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view

I’m just an animal looking for a home
And share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I’m dead

Eyes that light up
Eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head



To be very honest I have been feeling a bit down recently. Today I was writing a guest post for a friend´s blog and I realized that this may be in part to my not getting in many workouts since the start of summer. That is a reality that I must change because I know that exercise has a direct relationship to how I am feeling. 

But there is something else. I am feeling very unsettled. We had decided a few months back that we were going to stay here. There wasn´t any reason that made us say Portugal was IT. It was just that none of us felt like leaving. Does that make sense?

I am not exactly sure what it is I am feeling, but unsettled it is. I do not know if we can make this a forever home. But if this isn´t it I am not sure what is. I will tell you I envy my friends who can, ´Let go, and let God´. It´s been a long time since I uttered those words, but I am feeling that I have to let go. Hard thing to do when you are a mommy and you want to make sure YOU are doing right by your kids. 

So, if you have any positive vibes to spare, please send them my way. I am fortunate that most my days are happy ones. This doesn´t feel too good and I want it to pass.