Resolve to be an embarrassment to your children. It’s good for you.
There comes a time for every parent when we realize that we’ve become a hindrance to our children’s social success. Our very presence can spell doom, especially if we’re dressed inappropriately – and we’re always dressed inappropriately – and heaven forbid if we were to open our mouths and speak while within earshot of our teenagers’ compadres. (At this very moment, a teenager is cringing over my use of the word “compadres”).
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, even for hypocrites.
Teton Valley Health Care’s Ann Loyola braves the chilly morning temperatures to pass out Brake for Breakfast bags full of breast health information and snacks.
Similar to a construction contractor who has time to build and renovate everyone’s homes except for his own, I have exhorted countless women and men to stop making excuses and get their mammograms, all the while ignoring my own past-due screening.
I was riding my bike along North Stateline Road, scolding myself for falling off the Good Choice wagon and right onto the Bad Choice ground. It happened right after I had smiled and nodded my way through my husband’s 30-year high school reunion; an event I had dreaded the way I would dread doing jumping jacks in a bikini in front of Chris Hemsworth.