My Manifesto

I am a single mom.

I believe in happily ever now before happily ever after.

I love the internet; the blogosphere; the twitterverse; the flickrdom.

Actually, that is true only three quarters of the time. The other quarter I spend overwhelmed and swalloped up by the relentlessness of it all.

I hail to Google, but not before God.

I believe in being genuine even when creating your “brand.”– You will see me mess up, be sad, have a good day, have a bad day, fail, flop, try silly things, succeed, and most of all try to be engaging, and encouraging of others.

Right now the love of my life is ring-shopping and we are house-hunting in Kentucky.

I dream of Italy and la dolce vita.

I’ve never been more happy than when I was racing a moped down cobblestone streets and drinking in beauty like it was the air.

When my cheeks hurt so bad its like they’ve done a thousands sit-ups, I know its been a great day.

I grew up believing everyone finds their happy ending and that true love and excitement are birthrights.

What I want to give most to the world is a remembrance of joy.

I love dancing in my living room, singing in traffic and talking to my son like he is the Buddha.

I wear Chanel perfume to yoga and prefer to talk philosophy in a mini-skirt, and I believe Marilyn Monroe was brilliant.

I root for the underdog and care passionately about preserving the good that makes us human.

I wish all of us women could rest unwavering in the sureness of our worth, daily.

I have a penchant for sunrises and people who dream big.

Sometimes I love drinking too much wine, especially if I am at book club. I

f I get a chance to come back and live life four more times I want to live it as a tango dancer, a Bond-girl, an astronaut and a nun.

I believe what lingers between the sacred and the profane is magic. Surprising juxtapositions have always intrigued me for the way they reveal a deeper truth.

I have the ability to do the splits and bend over backwards, and I don’t mean that metaphorically because I am a single mom (although the metaphor does carry nicely).

My friends find comfort in that I am the last to judge and the first to smile.

I order cappuccinos just for the froth.

I shamelessly indulge in pastry-dunking in front of people who take themselves too seriously.Silliness is a virtue somewhere.

I won every color ribbon as a gymnast, but wasn’t a fan of the purple ones.

I was a flight attendant for a year and loved giving the “how-to-fasten-your-seatbelt” demonstration.

I feel life is meant to be lived poetically and I admire those with epic ode’s.

When my son reaches up to give me a hug, the whole enchilada of life aligns.

I believe everything happens for a reason and its up to you to determine what that reason is.

I love being at airports and feeling the possibility of going anywhere….I also love watching people hug.

Reading for hours is like lingering all afternoon in bed with a lover.

The best dating advice I ever got was to check out a man’s bookshelf before you sleep with him.

If he doesn’t have one, that’s a very bad sign.

Happiness is a choice, and anything less is stubborn procrastination.

My feeling is that life is meant to be lived big, bold, and wonderfully.

I once was really good at believing in unicorns, and drawing them too.

I am human being aspiring to be jolly and real friends with God.

I have a son named Lucca who I stare at sometimes in disbelief because he is so rad (how did I end up with this gift?).

I love micro-brew beers and an amazing Man in Kentucky.

Every so often I like to make sure I can still walk on my hands and do a perfect cartwheel.

I can’t carry a tune, or do calculus, or bake a pretty cake, but I do have a talent and it’s simply this: to wake up 6 out of every 7 mornings and feel butterflies just because I am alive.

I want to give every single parent out there the gift of living happily every now.