Category Archives: Illustrations

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I believe in dreaming and pursuing one’s dreams. I am an aspiring writer and illustrator.

I hope to one day fill this page with books, articles and illustrations that I have published.

Last year I self-published a book called, “Christmas without Chimneys as Told by Ted the Elf Who Can’t Keep Secrects”. It is exclusively being sold at

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My Love Hate Relationship with Daylight Savings Times

Daylight savings time (DST) is defined by as: “The practice of turning the clock ahead as warmer weather approaches and back as it becomes colder again so that people will have one more hour of daylight in the afternoon and evening during the warmer season of the year.”

Before having kids I use to look forward to the Daylight Savings Time change that happened in the fall.  I savored the thought of having an extra hour of sleep.  Instead of my usual wake up time of 8:00 a.m., it would be 7:00 a.m. (DST) so I would technically have one more hour to just relax and linger in bed!

Fast forward to Daylight Savings Time in the Fall when you have kids who already wake up so early.  When my sons ran into my room at 6:00 a.m. it was officially 5:00 a.m. in the morning.  I felt like I lost an hour that I could be in bed even if I technically was still waking up at the usual time.

Daylight Savings Time changes can really play tricks to your mind and body if you allow it to.

I am not a morning person by nature so I really have to concentrate on being a happy early riser.  Daylight savings time got me of kilter and I was temporarily not myself.


Fast forward to bed time this evening.   At 6:30 p.m. (DST) my boys  wanted to go to sleep since it was technically 7:30 p.m. if the time had not changed.  Suddenly my spirits were up and I had a deeper appreciation for Daylight Savings Time once again because I now had an extra hour just for myself.

I have a love hate relationship with Daylight Savings Time.  I abhor it in the morning, but by night time I adore it.

I hope you were affected positively by Daylight Savings Time.  Have a great day!

Stop Hating the Stay at Home Mom

Recently I was at the local playground with my kids.   I started to chat with a mother I just met about child rearing, schools and family life.  The conversation eventually went to careers.

When I told her that I was a Stay-at-home-Mom (SAHM) her immediate reaction was, “Oh, I could never do that. What I am doing is so fulfilling.”


When she was praising and reaffirming herself she may not have realized that she was putting down my current profession as a SAHM.  Luckily, I am a pretty confident person so her comment didn’t ruffle my feathers.  I simply looked at her and said, “That’s nice.”

Our conversation didn’t move on much after that.

The scenario with the lady from the park is not unusual.   Stay-at-home-Mom’s are unexpectedly easy targets for criticism.  If it is not a comparison from other people who have  an employer, you also hear comments like, “What do you do all day?  Nap and watch television?”

Unfortunately, women tend to be the most vocal about putting down the SAHM profession.  They often forget that many SAHMs were professionals at one point, but decided to choose a new path.

Sydney Australia Press Trip – Climbing the Sydney Harbor Bridge

For instance, the lady I was speaking to in the park works full time. Working is great and it is her option to do that as it is my choice to stay home.  I respect working Moms and it would not be right if I put down their decision about working outside of the home.   All career moves are personal and it should be a non-issue when there are mothers, like myself, who have decided to be homemakers.

I am very happy about my career choice of being a Stay-at-home-Mom (SAHM).  In my early life I was able to rise the corporate ladder and have many professional achievements.  At this point of  adulthood I am glad that I chose to stay home with the kids and be a full time homemaker. 

When my youngest is in school full time I am sure the working world will still be there, so for now I love my title of Stay-at-home-Mom (SAHM) and trophy wife.

Let’s just get along!

(If there is a Stay-at-home father who has had similar experiences, I would love to hear from you!)

Kids Say the Funniest Things

Happy Sunday!  It’s been awhile since I visited the blogosphere.  I thought it was time to break my silence and share again.

Massimo, my 5-year-old and Rocco my 2-year-old were playing while also trying to get my attention.

Massimo spread his arms and legs wide and said, “Look mom, I am a star!”  I smiled at him because he did look like a star with his big wide smile.


Massimo’s shadow is Rocco and he loves to copy cat his big brother.  Rocco  spread his arms wide and said, “Look mom, I’m Jesus!”


Typically, it’s not quite kosher to say you are Jesus, but I couldn’t help laughing because with Rocco’s arms spread wide he did look a bit like he was on the cross. 

I guess our weekly church visits are sinking in some ways!

Kids say the funniest things.

Have a great day!

Parenthood: From Zero to Hero Back to Zero

Yesterday my son got his Frisbee caught on a very high branch of the tree in our backyard. 

Instead of feeling bad about it, we saw the removal of the Frisbee as our ultimate backyard challenge.  Massimo the 5-year-old, Rocco the 2-year-old and me the 30 something year old repeatedly threw balls and sticks at it to get it down.  Even my next door neighbor Ralph got into the action.

Unfortunately all of us failed and we did not get the Frisbee down from it’s high tree perch.

Today we tried a second attempt of the Frisbee removal.  I realized the best strategy was getting a heavy soccer ball and launching it from a squatting position and then tossing it as hard and high up as I could.

The first ball I threw successfully went high enough to hit the Frisbee and dislodge it a little.  My boys cheered at the sidelines and urged me to try again.  I went from “zero to hero” in their eyes and I was beaming.

Like a peacock I strutted and I confidently said, “Let me do it again!  I’ll get it down this time!”

Once again I held the ball , squatted, then launched it up as quickly and as hard as I could.  It hit the Frisbee again and the ball went down more quickly then it went up, right into the bright-eyed smiling face of my 2-year-old Rocco.


Suddenly his look of happiness disappeared, because the impact of the hard ball shocked and hurt him. 


There was blood everywhere and then Rocco threw up!  ball3

From a “Hero I went back to zero.”

Part of me was horrified because Rocco was hurt and another part of me couldn’t stop laughing under my breath because it was such a ridiculous situation.


Kids are amazing creatures in that they are very resilient.  Once I cleaned him up Rocco wanted to play outside again and figure out how to get the Frisbee from the tree .  Luckily for me Ralph, my neighbor, found a 15 foot long pole and easily saved the day. 

I repaid Ralph’s kindness with my stock of Guinness beer that I mentioned to you in earlier posts.

It’s amazing how in a span of a few seconds I was a “zero to hero and then back to a zero” in my kids eyes.

I am sure they will laugh at this day in the future!

Thank you for letting me share and have a great day!