Through their orthodontic treatments, I watched as my kids’ smiles got gorgeouser and gorgouser.
And I got jealouser and jealouser.
So then I got braces.
Yes, at my age.
I decided it wasn’t a sin to treat myself, so I had a consultation, signed a contract with
Dr Vyas (love her), and got my seat in one of her reclining chairs.
Continue reading Brace Face
I needed a night out. There had been stressors at home, stressors in the classroom, stressors elsewhere. Nothing major; just relentless. A few hours away from it all would be just the ticket.
My Vino Support Group (VSG) showed up for a girls night out at one of those painting and wining places. Joining us at
Painting With a Twist were my fellow MileHighMamas writers Gretchen and Ratna. The bunny-ear bomber was quite cool, and a good artist.
Obviously, we had a blast. Not only did I get to hang out with friends, but I got to turn a blank canvas into something pretty (well, not hideous) and bebop to good music at the same time. All while sipping
Apothic Red (do you love it, too? what the heck is in that to make it so good?).
Continue reading Going Rogue. Or is that Rouge?
Last week I set out from Denver to head to Orlando for a conference about adoption laws and practices.
A poster of”Blucifer,” our airport’s public art, which spooks visitors on their way into and out of the airport terminal.
I got to stay in in a Doubletree Hotel Resort for a couple of days. The grounds were beautiful.
Continue reading I Went to Orlando for Adoption, Not Disney