One Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Remember Kids Will Be Kids

At Atria's I have SO many incomplete blog posts that it's laughable. They're incomplete because I'll start writing them and then life happens. They're incomplete because in between my inspiration for the post and editing it, I realized that I had a sponsored post to complete. They're incomplete because some national event took precedence. They're incomplete because I realized that we needed milk, eggs, or some other essential and I just forgot about it. There are so many explanations about why they're incomplete that I could devote an entire series of posts to that. Instead, I'd like to share a post from several years ago about how my kids messed up my grandmother's birthday dinner...

Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

That Beach Life...


I live in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. While Pittsburgh isn't the tundra, it isn't exactly tropical either. Pittsburgh gets winter for real. Indeed, today, it is snowy, and the temperature is about thirty degrees.

And even though I grew up in Rochester, New York where the winters are hard and the snow can be steep, living in North Carolina for a decade and that experience softened me. Now I understand that "winter" can mean blue skies and temperate weather as opposed to gray skies and cold weather. 

For that reason, in the winter, I often reflect on my summer vacations when the living was easy, the weather was warm, and I got to pretend like I didn't have a care in the world! Seriously, looking at beach photos like this makes the Pittsburgh winters easier to take!

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