I can’t seem to get this out of my head. Yesterday I was at physical therapy for my feet, and while my well intending therapist was torturing me, I overheard two other employees having a […]
Author: The Tall Mom
Free Will and Free Won’t: My experience with adoption
I’d originally set out to write a post about our experience with adoption…the factual part. It’s something I’m asked about almost weekly. Either someone is interested in our personal experience, or he/she or a loved […]
Making My List
My favorite part of New Years is the idea of hitting some sort of giant reset button on life. Kind of like the “EASY” button on the Staples commercials, but not quite…more like a giant […]
The gift I hope we can all receive…
I’m blowing the whistle. I’m done. I refuse to go into a new year without calling us out on this nonsense we have been so consumed with for too long. Before we celebrate in the […]
Allowing Christmas
As I sit down to write this post, I am mildly apprehensive at the idea of actually hitting the ‘publish’ button. I’m nervous about the feathers that may be ruffled. Of course, I don’t have […]
Unexpected magic in the Caribbean…
I am not a fan of crowds. I don’t know if it’s because I was raised in (and live in) Wyoming…we have almost 100,000 square miles of space and less than a half-million people, or […]
Giving my thanks…
This post has been brewing in my subconscious…and in my heart for the last several days. I kept getting nudges about it…when I was driving…before I went to bed…whenever I let myself be quiet. For […]
OS is BS
My friends often hear me refer to myself as a “big girl”. I apply this meaning in a number of ways. I am a grown-up. Well…most of the time. I try to act like a […]
72.8 days of naughty, gluttonous, and even…sometimes…stupid
I’m giving myself permission (without the consequence of shame or guilt) to be overtly BAD…in every way…as many as 72.8 days out of every 365. Um… what? Let me explain. Absolute perfection is not only […]
Soul Food Junkie…
Hi. My name is Jansen and I’m a book-clubbing two-timer. I’m also a book club emotional junkie. There…I said it. That’s the first step, right? I love to read. I would be a reader […]
