Yesterday, I received an alert from Pinterest that “green bean casserole” is trending this week.
I guess the great race to the holiday season is on!
Like many of you, I actually felt panic set in the day after Halloween when my morning Starbucks arrived in . . . say what? . . . a GREEN cup! After last year’s controversy, all I could think was, “How could they do this to us? We asked for snowflakes and reindeer!”
There’s no doubt the holiday messages come earlier and earlier each year, and they can do a number on our wellness if we’re not careful.
While many people EMBRACE their white peppermint mocha in a green cup and begin to make detailed to-do lists around holiday occasions and gift giving, there are others like me who tend to ESCALATE seasonal stress until we arrive at the New Year in an exhausted, overfed, underexercised heap.
If you’re feeling the rumblings of holiday stress in the form of sleepless nights, anxious days, and waning wellness motivation, maybe you’ll join me this year and press the pause button for a moment.
There’s plenty of time for us to get on board with Santa’s happier helpers, and set in motion a healthier approach to seasonal stress.
Here are my top five tips to help you EMBRACE the holiday season ahead: Read More
Summer is here and it’s hot . . . everywhere!
While this season has a lot going for it in the wellness department, like longer days (more time to exercise), and farmer’s markets brimming with fresh local veggies (lots of healthy meal prep options), who has the energy and motivation to workout or cook when record temperatures are making the evening news?
Summer is barely a week old, and my kids are already bartering with me. (Can anyone relate?)
Just after school let out, we headed to the beach on a mini vacation, where our boys took a surfing lesson and immediately fell in love with the sport.
When we got home, my youngest said to me:
“Mom, how many books do I need to read for you to buy me a surfboard?”
Summer has arrived!
When my kids dump their backpacks on the floor of the kitchen for the last time, I am so happy to be off homework duty I don’t even complain.
In fact, I just tell them to turn right around, because we’re headed to the pool where I plan to put my freshly pedicured feet up with a good book and a cool drink.
I’ve even considered posting a sign by my lounge chair that reads:
Mom off duty. You’re on your own!
Confession time: I could have been that mom whose kid jumped into the gorilla exhibit at the Cincinnati Zoo.
I only know as much as you do from the news reports, so this post is not about weighing in on who’s to blame for the whole tragic situation.
It just got me thinking about all the scary close calls I had as the mom of a “runner.”