Author Archives: bonnevivantelife
Girls Gone Wild?
I’m coming off a weekend away with a dear friend I’ve known for over half my life. We’ve been close friends for 22 years. It was a fabulous yet draining weekend–it was supposed to be a typical Girls’ Weekend. It … Continue reading
I Can Have My Cake and Eat it Too
The kids are on vacation with their father this week. A week! An entire week! Seven days! But who’s counting? I made a mental note of all the projects I could finally tackle without interruption–cleaning out the office/guest room/de facto … Continue reading
Shame on You, Shame on Me
My children’s mental health is very important to me. ‘Cause there’s nothing more shameful than a mental health professional with whacked out kids. Tongues wag behind your back and colleagues wonder about your professional skills if you can’t even get … Continue reading
Be Still
I haven’t blogged much lately. This is where you tell me “I KNOW! I’ve missed reading you!” That’s OK, I know you feel that way even if you don’t know it yet. I’ve missed you too. And this is where … Continue reading
What’s in a Name?
I want my name back. I didn’t lose it. Apparently I inadvertently gave it away. I recently found out my ex-husband is using my last name in the name of his business. He set up this entity near the end … Continue reading
brb
“I’ll be right back,” she said. I snapped my head up, but she was gone already, back down to the ocean splashing in the waves. Normally I’d have just muttered “Uh-huh” and kept reading my book in my beach chair … Continue reading
Vows or Wows
I’ve met someone. OK, I meet a lot of people–even met Bradley Cooper. I will talk to anyone who doesn’t run away from me–Bradley Cooper walked briskly away, thank you very much. But you know what I mean. I’ve met … Continue reading
Cleanliness is Next to Godliness
We have people coming over this weekend for my daughter’s birthday party. The kids know what that means–time to really tidy up the house. BK (Before-Kids), I used to be a very meticulous neat-freak. Everything had its place–except dust–dust had … Continue reading
Time-Out
I was in a bit of a funk last week because of a little tiff I had with someone I care about. OK, it wasn’t so little–feelings were hurt and that’s never to be minimized. We used our words and … Continue reading