Why Your Marriage Should Be the Primary Relationship in Your Household

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My husband Shawn and I believe in romance. We spend intentional quality time alone together every week, and before COVID, took at least one vacation a year without our kids.

And no, we’re not newlyweds!

Maybe it’s because we’ve both been divorced and know what can happen when a marriage falls apart, but without a doubt, focusing on our marriage is the top priority for us.

Fourteen years and two kids later, I’ve come to understand that romance, date nights and trips for two are a huge part of loving your life as a mom. And although I know no two families are the same, in most, that guy you fall asleep beside, share a bathroom with and whose socks you fold is the guy who made you a mother. In other words?

Your kids only exist because you two got together.

Don’t forget that! Those rascally, adorable, infuriating, loving, snuggly humans who make your heart want to burst with pride came into this world because you and your husband fell in love. That’s something to celebrate over and over.

So I’m gonna say something that might sound kind of radical.

Your relationship with your husband should be the primary relationship in your household—not your relationship with your kids.

Shocking, but true. And you’ll be a better mom for it, believe me. I would even put prioritizing and nurturing your marriage up there with self care.

Think about it. Chances are, if you’re making intentional, quality time for you and your husband, you’ll be happier and feel more fulfilled. You’ll probably also experience more joy, patience and love with him. And do you think that will spill over into your relationship with your kids?

Oh yes, girlfriend.

And you know what else? You’re setting a great example for them. You’re teaching them what a loving, respectful relationship looks like. You only need to look at your own parents (for better or for worse) to understand how important that is.

Having been in a marriage where romance and date nights were not a priority, I know how fatal that lack of attention can be to a relationship. Remember what you love about each other. Remember the reasons you got together, and hold on to those reasons. Celebrate them. Every. Single. Week.

The million-dollar question, of course, is how do you make it happen?

First things first: Talk about it! If regular date nights with your spouse are not a thing in your marriage (yet), start off by having a conversation. I’m no counselor, but I’ve loved enough to know that communication is key when it comes to relationships, and that’s true whether we’re talking about your relationship with your kids, your sister, your parents or your best friend. Without a doubt, being open and up front with your husband is vital to prioritizing your marriage.

Second: Plan! You’ve gotta be intentional. When you’re planning your week, work in alone time for you and your significant other. Involve him in choosing the day of the week that would be best for both of you. Take turns deciding what you’ll do on your date night. Make the process part of your time together.

And lastly, but super importantly, get help if you need it. Before the pandemic, Shawn and I had what we liked to call The Babysitter Optimizer. We had five women on rotation, all different ages and in different stages of their lives so as not to lose everyone when say, it’s time to go to college or time to get married. We were able to call on them any time we wanted to get some alone time.

With COVID still a thing, my husband and I admittedly haven’t used a babysitter in almost a year, but we have been able to rely on our family. I would venture to say the same goes for you. Grandparents love to see their grandkids!

And if even help from family just isn’t an option right now, for whatever reason, don’t let that be your excuse. Sometimes Shawn and I do date nights at home, once our kiddos are in bed—or at the very least, upstairs with a movie (or, yes, a device).

The point is, you can make it happen. You might have to get creative or do a little finagling, but remember why you’re doing it. Prioritizing your relationship is so important.

And I promise you, it’s so worth it.


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3 Fun and Safe Ways to Do Halloween during COVID-19

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3 Fun and Safe Ways to Do Halloween during COVID-19

If your family is anything like mine, Halloween is a very fun and exciting time. I mean, what kid doesn’t love getting dressed up as their favorite character, superhero or villain and traipsing around the neighborhood in pursuit of oodles and oodles of candy that their parents will actually let them eat?

This year, of course, things look a whole lot different because of the COVID-19 pandemic. Personally, I’m not keen on letting my kiddos pack themselves like sardines into doorways with strangers and stick their hands into bowls of candy that have just been pillaged by possibly hundreds of other little fingers. For sure, the Odens are taking a pass on traditional trick-or-treating this year.

That decision has, of course, left the CEO of Casa Oden (ahem—that’s me) with the task of figuring out precisely how to make Halloween fun and safe for our kids. And after some pondering, research and asking around, I’ve compiled a few great ideas!

So if you’ve been searching for some trick-or-treating alternatives, I got your back, girlfriend. Check out these 3 fun and safe ways to do Halloween this year:

1) Do It Virtually.

Have a costume parade on Zoom or Google Meet with other families. Or do a virtual pumpkin carving contest. You could even have a virtual Halloween party. Share a Halloween cocktail recipe with the other parents ahead of time that you can all enjoy while your kiddos are showing off their costumes and chowing down on candy. (My favorite Halloween cocktail is The Witches’ Brew. Click HERE for the recipe). The best part? You can “get together” with family and friends from other cities and states you wouldn’t ordinarily see on Halloween.

The possibilities with this one are endless! And without a doubt, it is the safest option. Will it be the same? Of course not. But chalk it up as another one of those experiences that makes 2020 extra memorable.

2) Do It from a Distance.

If you still want to get out and trick-or-treat on October 31st, there are ways to reduce your risk. Wearing a mask and keeping at least six feet apart from other trick-or-treaters go without saying. It’s probably also a good idea not to take candy out of bowls or from people’s hands at their doorsteps. The CDC is recommending folks assemble individual bags of candy and leave them out for people to grab. (Side note: that’s also a genius way for you to hand out candy without upping your risk. Just be sure to wash your hands thoroughly for 20 seconds before assembling to keep everyone safe!)

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My recommendation would be to only accept candy that is packed in individual bags you can retrieve from the end of a driveway or some other spot that doesn’t require you to get too close to others. And I’d take it a step further at home and put all the candy in quarantine for a few days just in case.

3) Do It Scavenger-Hunt Style.

This fun and safe Halloween option for 2020 is by far my favorite, and the one we’re going with this year. Much like an Easter egg hunt, the kids will grab their baskets—er, Halloween buckets—and search for candy in a designated area in the yard. To add some extra fun, we may even give them a time limit. (I find it delightful to watch my kiddos run around in glee trying to find stuff. Is that just me?). This option does require some visibility, however, so you’ll also need flashlights or to do the hunt before sundown. Alternatively, you could do it indoors. Either way, it’s sure to be a hit!

3 Fun and Safe Ways to Do Halloween During COVID-19

Momming through a global pandemic has created many challenges, but trick-or-treating doesn’t have to be one of them. I say, let it be easy.

I’m (virtually) raising my Witches’ Brew to you. Cheers to staying safe and healthy this Halloween!


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How to Create a “To-Don’t” List

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How to create a to-don't list

I pride myself on being really good at creating to-do lists. I would go so far as to say I’m a master, if I may be so bold. (Side note: creating an effective to-do list is something I explain in detail during The Mom Life Challenge. If you haven’t checked that out yet, click HERE already!)

The last six months, however, have been enlightening, to say the least. Thanks to the pandemic, my plate went from crowded and piled high to having room for another entree. As time passed and more and more activities went virtual or were cancelled altogether, I started experiencing something profound.

Margin.

Extra time. Time to sleep. To journal daily and read for pleasure. To go on morning walks and afternoon bike rides with my kiddos and hubby. Time to write and to cook. To meditate. To intentionally pray.

And now that my county is entering phase 2 of reopening, opportunities to add things back to my plate will undoubtedly present themselves. Which got me thinking . . . now is the perfect time to create a list of things to stop doing—or as I like to call it, a “to-don’t” list.

I won’t claim that there’s a right or a wrong way to make one, but I will suggest a few focusing questions you can ask yourself as you’re evaluating what to keep on and what to scrape off your plate.

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Question 1): Was this activity serving me (has my life been less rich or joyful without it)?

It might seem obvious, but it’s worth saying out loud: continuing to do things that don’t serve you is like flooring the gas pedal while slamming on the brakes. It’s not getting you anywhere! If you’re realizing now that an activity you were doing before was sucking the life out of you (at worst) or simply not adding to your life (at best), stop doing it!

Or you can think about it this way: if you found yourself wishing that this activity might go virtual or be straight-up cancelled because of the pandemic, it probably (read: definitely) belongs on your to-don’t list. Even certain networking or accountability groups might rightfully find themselves on your to-don’t list. After all, you are the five people you hang around the most. Make sure they’re adding to your life.

If, on the flip side, you truly miss the activity, congrats on having discovered, in no uncertain terms, that it should remain in your life. I feel this way about tennis. Because of the pandemic, the tennis club I’m a part of decided not to participate in the local league this season. That means no practices, no matches and no private lessons. And while that also means I’m saving time (and money), I miss it. A lot. I can’t wait until I can add it back onto my plate.

One thing I haven’t missed? Working out at a gym. I almost feel blasphemous saying that (not to mention unsupportive of my local gym owner), but it’s true. I’ve been finding that my sweat-from-home routine has been very challenging—not to mention one that I can begin immediately after I roll out of bed and one that has me in the shower mere seconds after it’s over. As sad as it makes me because I love the people there, it’s going on my to-don’t list for now. [But as a sidebar, if you can think of a way I can continue to support my local gym owner, please let me know!]

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Question 2): Have I formed a healthy new habit that should take priority over this old activity?

It’s easy to focus on what’s gone wrong these last six months, and I don’t say that flippantly. I know many people have lost jobs and even loved ones. Isn’t it also true, though, that some healthy habits have taken root in our lives?

For me, one such habit is journaling. Although I love to write and have kept a diary since I was 12, when I became a mom, journaling fell off of my radar. I would buy beautiful journal after beautiful journal and then shove them in my bedside drawer and write them off (pun intended—ha!) as something I didn’t have time to do now, but would . . . one day.

Well, friends, “one day” came sooner than I thought. In the early days of quarantine, I found myself with serious writer’s block. I started to feel really bummed about it, until my husband suggested I start journaling to get my creative juices flowing again. (Seriously, I love that guy). So I did, and I fell completely in love with it. It’s cathartic and cleansing and I don’t see myself ever stopping.

So what about you? Have you picked up a healthy new habit? If so, what might have to fall off of your plate to make room for it permanently?

Question 3): What could I say yes to if I said no to this?

Or put another way, what would I have to say no to if I said yes to this? My friend Yamiek from Rockstar Career Moms told me recently that the pandemic helped her realize she was wasting tons of time before watching mindless television and scrolling through her newsfeed on FB. Remembering that our kiddos are always watching us, she challenged herself to experience her own life instead of someone else’s on TV or on social media. By saying no to those activities, she’s been able to say yes to more abundance in her family and professional lives.

Remember, time invested in one area is time away from another. As moms, it’s our duty to command our time so that we can be our highest and best—not only to the people who love and depend on us, but to ourselves.  When you think of it that way, answering this focusing question becomes a lot easier.  The trick is to only give your best yes (and to say no without being mean).

A word of encouragement

Don’t freak out! Just like a to-do list, a to-don’t or “stop doing” list is fluid. Editable. Not written in stone. You can always add to it or remove things from it.

The important thing is that you have a to-don’t list, so you can periodically evaluate where you might be giving too much of yourself and not enough to yourself.

Try it out! You got this, girlfriend.


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Forty Is Fabulous

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Today is my 40th birthday. They say life begins at forty. As I reflect today upon these last several years of my life, I thought it would be fun to imagine . . . what bits of wisdom would I impart to my 25-year-old self if we could sit down and enjoy a glass of Chardonnay together?

I think it would go something like this:

1) You’re gonna fall on your face. A lot. Don’t resist it. Don’t berate yourself for not getting it “right.” Your most brilliant moments will be born from those so-called failures. You’ll end up marrying the love of your life—after you marry the wrong guy first. You’ll ditch that career you toiled away in school for, and that everyone else thought made you so successful, but that you secretly hated. You’ll make friends who are true. You’ll discover you have a gift you can parlay into a career you absolutely love. You’ll find your purpose. You’ll find yourself.

2) Becoming a mom is the hardest thing you’ll ever do. Like, ever. You’re gonna start worrying the minute you know you’re carrying that baby and you will never, ever stop. Not when you make it to 12 weeks. Not when the nuchal translucency screening comes back normal. Not when she’s born and she’s perfect and beautiful. Not even now, when she’s 8 years old and a totally legit human with opinions and goals. Oh, and nursing and sleep training are going to kick your ass. You are going to cry a lot. And then you’re gonna have another baby 17 months later and do it all over again. (I know, girlfriend. I know).

But you know what else? You’re going to discover how precious life is. You’re going to learn how to give grace to others and to yourself. You’re going to understand from a place deep within your soul that a mother’s love for her children is infinite.

Aaaaannnnd you’re gonna realize you’ve been kind of bratty to your own mom for a few decades, so be nicer to her, ok?

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3) Try new things. Listen, girlfriend. You’ve got mad skills. Did you know you can pick up a sport as an adult and actually become good at it? Well, you can! And you will. (Tennis, anyone?) You’re also going to start working out like a beast when you discover—almost unwittingly—that CrossFit is not just for crazy people. It’s also for ordinary, mild-mannered, sleep-deprived moms who wanna lose some baby weight. And who woulda thunk it? You’re going to enjoy it so much that working out is going to become a habit.

You’re also going to become a scrapbooker. And a home cook. And a blogger. And a woman who can rock fake eyelashes. And all of it will feel a little scary and uncomfortable at first, but you’re gonna keep getting uncomfortable and trying new things.

In fact, you’re going to stretch yourself beyond your comfort zone over and over again, because you’ll figure out that growth is impossible inside your comfort zone. The magic happens out “there,” in the unknown. Embrace it. It’s really fun out there.

4) You’ll discover what you love. As a byproduct of trying new things, you’ll learn what it’s like to truly enjoy life, and how to give yourself what you deserve. You’ll become unapologetic about choosing joy. You’ll learn how to be still, how to allow, how to receive. You’ll learn to love yourself and who you’re becoming.

5) You’re gonna be ok, girlfriend. Everything is going to happen exactly the way it’s supposed to, because the nonnegotiable truth is that you create what you experience. You are powerful beyond measure. Everything you need to create a life you absolutely love is already inside of you. Sometimes harnessing that power will take you down paths you didn’t expect (see note one above), but when you choose to become deliberate and intentional about getting what you want, you will indeed create it.

So keep swimming. Don’t stop believing. You’ve totally got this.

Oh, and don’t worry about turning forty. There’s lots more Chardonnay and a lot less drama on this side of the fence. It’s actually quite fabulous. And so are you.


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Our Top Picks for Father’s Day Gifts for 2020

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Father’s Day always creeps up on me.  Every year, despite the best intentions, I find myself scrambling at the last second.  And it doesn’t help that my husband and dad both seem impossibly difficult to shop for.  But this year, I’m excited to say, I am on it.  

But if you’re still scrambling, fret not.  I promised you I’d always have your back when it comes to saving time, and shopping for Father’s Day definitely falls into the category of things for which there should always be an easy button.  

Read on for a list of my top Father’s Day gifts for this year, including price points and links so you can quickly and easily grab something for that special guy in your life.  Here’s to it being easy (and to you crushing Father’s Day this year)! 

1) Your One-Stop Shop

If you’ve never bought your guy a Man Crate, you need to. Not only do they have something for every man, from the beer aficionado and bourbon enthusiast to the sports lover and beef jerky connoisseur, but each gift comes in a wooden crate. As in, a sealed wooden box that you need a crowbar to open.  It’s very manly.  Naturally, guys love it.  Check out all the options here.  

2) For the Guy Who Likes to Grill 

My husband loves to grill. And when he grills, I don’t have to cook, so I very much appreciate and encourage it.  His favorite grill tool is this tong/turner combo ($10), which allows him to easily flip steaks and burgers.  

We also love this wooden grill scraper ($33).  It’s a safer way to clean the grill than a metal brush, which can fray and allow harmful metal shavings to end up in your food.  This wooden tool molds to the shape of your grill grates over time and works incredibly well to clean them.  It’s a tool every master griller must have! 

And for the guy who really loves to grill, consider these awesome subscription boxes from The Grill Masters. Your guy will get sauces, rubs and recipes plus a ton more. Check it out!

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3) For the Handyman 

The self-respecting handyman will have many a tool in his toolbox, but his favorite one might be this laser level and stud finder ($64). Not only does it find studs and throw off a perfectly level laser line, as its name implies, but it sticks to the wall via a plastic hanger with a push-pin device, so it operates hands free.  That means you can continue sipping your Chardonnay while you supervise his “honey-do” tasks from afar.  No need to hold the level steady for him while he hammers and nails. 

Oh, and speaking of nails, check out this cool magnetic cuff ($13) he can wear when he’s working on a project.  Now he can have everything at his fingertips.  Sure beats him holding screws and nails in his mouth or you having to hand them to him one by one, right? Score! 

4) For the T-shirt Guy

Funny and ironic tees are all the rage these days, and my husband, for one, loves them. For every holiday and birthday, I usually end up including a funny tee among his gifts, and he always wears them. Our favorite place to find them these days is Chummy Tees. They have a ton of hilarious t-shirt options, for men and women alike. If you’re stumped, I say grab a tee. Can’t go wrong!

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5) For the Bike Rider

It seems that many of us have taken to riding our bikes these days, and with summer in full swing, the weather is perfect for it. Nothing is more of a drag than when the bike tires are flat, though. The solution? This air pump ($80). My husband absolutely loves it. It fills tires in mere seconds at the press of a button, and it can also be used on other inflatable items, like pool floats. So handy!

6) For the Gadget Guy 

I’m not a tech expert, but in my opinion this thingy is super cool!  It’s a dual charger for his Apple watch and his phone ($54). What guy doesn’t like efficiency, am I right?

Another super cool gadget that is super popular right now is this UV smart phone sanitizer that doubles as a wireless charger ($53). It doesn’t use any chemicals, and will actually sanitize anything that fits inside. Pretty neat, huh?

And I’m a sucker for any gadget that keeps my eyeglasses clean. If your guy wears glasses, check out these fun speck cleaners ($20).

7) For the Raving TV Show Fan

If your husband is anything like mine, there’s some series that he absolutely loves and could watch over and over again. In our house, it’s The Office. Maybe in yours, it’s Game of Thrones or Stranger Things. Whatever it is, you’re sure to be able to find some obscure paraphernalia from the show on Etsy, like this Dwight Schrute painting that I cannot wait to give my husband. Etsy stuff tends to take a bit longer to create and ship, though, so you’ll want to jump on that fast.

8) The Backyardian (is that a word?)

For guys who love spending time in the backyard, you can’t go wrong with classic games like corn hole (you can find sets ranging from $38 to $120) or giant Jenga ($60) or Connect Four ($65). Plus the kids are sure to love these too!

Hopefully this list helped you find something special for your best guy! But don’t put too much pressure on yourself. After all, Father’s Day is about celebrating the man who made you a mama, and the man who raised you. Whatever you decide to give him he’s sure to love because it came from you. Wishing you lots of love and joy this Father’s Day!


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The Road You’re On

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When Shawn and I got married, we went on a spectacular honeymoon.  I’ll always remember how splendidly glorious it felt on our wedding night to walk into our honeymoon suite after the reception—me channeling my inner queen, donning a gorgeous, ivory satin gown with a heavy bouquet of calla lilies in hand—and settle into the reality that I would be doing zero lawyering for two weeks in favor of wine tasting for five days in Napa Valley, followed by seven days of utter relaxation in Maui, Hawaii.  

Mmmm, Maui.  It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.  Truly, with its exotic flowers, native traditions and awe-inspiring landscapes, it’s like being in a different country—only like, super comfortable because of the whole dollar-accepting, English-speaking, U.S. Constitution-abiding thing.  

Leading up to our visit, we repeatedly heard from folks at home and in Napa alike, “You have to take the road to Hana when you get to Maui.”  So when we checked in at the Grand Wailea a few days later and our concierge made the same recommendation, we knew we had to do it.  

We rented a Jeep, got a map and some bottled water, and set out on the trek to Hana, just two excited newlyweds up for an adventure.  We were told to set aside an entire day for the trip and had been given places to stop along the way.  

We visited Kuau Cove to watch powerful blue-green waves crash over and over again on the shore.  We hiked in flip flops through thigh-deep water to reach a breathtaking waterfall and swam in the freezing cold lagoon it poured into.  We walked barefoot along the beach at the Waianapanapa Caves, letting our toes sink into the black sand, dark from volcanic sediment and ash.  We explored a real lava tube in pitch black darkness with only the flashlights in our hands to guide us.

And then, at long last, we reached our destination.  

Hana, as it turned out, was fairly nondescript.  I sort of don’t even remember it. There was a visitor center, I think.  And maybe a koi pond? I’m sure in isolation it’s beautiful, perhaps even breathtaking.  I mean, it’s in Maui, after all. But after the absolutely incredible journey we’d just experienced, arriving at our destination was sort of, well . . . meh. 

That was almost 10 years ago.  It’s not often that I think about our honeymoon now with the day-to-day bustle of raising two kids, running a household, lawyering, aspiring to be an amateurish tennis champion and building an online business to consume my being and doing.  But the other day I was reading something that mentioned the road to Hana and I thought, Hey, I’ve done that!  

The author described the many sites along the famous route and warned that if you simply drove straight through them in an effort to get to Hana quickly, you would actually miss the whole point of taking the road to Hana in the first place. I nodded in agreement as I read.  After all, people don’t tell you to visit Hana. They tell you to take the road to Hana.  I smiled at the memory, and then it struck me for the first time ever:  

I understand—physically, experientially—what it means when people say “it’s about the journey, not the destination.” 

I’ve literally done it.

Yet it doesn’t register when I’m in Target wrangling my kids, stopping them from trying to murder each other by threatening to murder them myself, and an older woman smiles knowingly at me and says, “Enjoy the journey, honey.”  Always, I smile back politely and shake my head internally thinking, Enjoy this?! You cray, lady!  

It doesn’t register when my tennis coach, after witnessing me hit ball after ball into the net and then over the fence—whilst groaning and stifling blood-curdling screams—encourages me to “enjoy the process” of improving my tennis game.  Enjoy sucking?! I think, before demanding out loud to know when I’m going to start seeing results.  

And it definitely does not register when I’m enduring each phase of growing my business, bawling my eyes out because I can’t figure out a new plug-in or how to make WordPress do what I want it to do, gosh darn it! I don’t truly hear my blogging mentor when she tells me that this is the hardest but most exciting time of my business, when I’m throwing spaghetti at the wall to see what will stick, learning what to do and what not to do for my unique niche.  

No.  I’m too focused on getting to a time when my kids are bigger and better behaved, when my forehands skid off the baseline and don’t come back, when my blog has 10,000 subscribers.  

I’m focused on getting to Hana.  

Oops.  (Cue palm smacking into forehead now).  Man, oh man!  What have I been missing out on?  Did I already drive by the black sand beach and the lava tube?  Did I miss the waterfall?  

Talk about a total paradigm shift.  Seeing the process in that light turns it into something else entirely. It isn’t something to complain about. It’s something to be enjoyed. Photographed, memorialized, scrapbooked, even!

I’d venture to say the same is true for you, girlfriend.  Where do you find yourself squandering the journey in favor of the destination? On your way to becoming debt-free?  Or losing 25 pounds? Or earning a promotion at work? Perhaps it’s surviving this time of being home with two kids under two (or even three under three!). 

Whatever it is, don’t be so focused on getting to where you’re going that you miss experiencing the unthinkable miracles and opportunities surrounding you along the way. 

Enjoy the road you’re on, girlfriend. It’s beautiful. And so is who you’re becoming in the process.   


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Why Every Girl Needs a Celebration Circle

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Did you know you are the average of the five people you hang around the most?  It’s a potent truth. It means you essentially share the behaviors and beliefs of the five people you spend the most time with.   That’s great news if you hang around five people who live intentionally and are generous, confident and kind. If, on the other hand, you spend most of your time with people who don’t believe they create their realities, complain, are lazy and settle for mediocrity then, well  . . . you know. So will you. 

Take a sec’ to let that sink in.

Acknowledging how much your Five influence you is one of the most powerful things you can do.  Think about any goal you’ve been trying to achieve. Depending on the quality of your Five, achieving that goal may be much more difficult than it could be, your great intentions notwithstanding.  

Let’s take losing weight as an example.  If you want to lose weight and get healthier, but you’re spending most of your time with people who don’t make healthy food choices and don’t exercise, it’s exponentially less likely that you’ll achieve your goal.  Makes sense right? But what if your Five was comprised of like-minded women who choose health and movement, who cheer you on and call you out and welcome you to do the same for them? Do you think your results would be better? 

No doubt, girlfriend.  

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I’m proud to say that, along with my husband and my friend Lara, my Five includes three very special women who started as business accountability partners but who are now my very best friends.  I call these women my Celebration Circle, and I am utterly convinced that you need one, too.  

I met Steph, Katie and Amy when we were all Team Leaders with a now defunct direct sales company called Wildtree.  Steph lives in Montana and Katie and Amy are in Wisconsin, so at first we only ever got together at company meetings.  Our friendship began with regular check-ins by phone during which we would share business goals and hold each other accountable for completing the commitments we had made on the call before.  Eventually we started communicating more regularly using recorded audio messages on Facebook Messenger. It wasn’t long before we began turning to each other for more than just business ideas and accountability.  We started to lean on each other, confide in each other and support each other as mothers, wives and friends.  

Today, I talk to Steph, Katie and Amy every single day, thanks to an awesome walkie-talkie app called Voxer.  I share everything with them, from mom fails to arguments with my husband to things you can only ever talk about with girlfriends.  I tell them my biggest dreams and my deepest fears. And because empowered women empower women, they encourage me to be my highest and best.   They challenge me. They give me ideas. They listen to me. They take my side. They openly disagree with me. They defend me. They call me out.  They love me fiercely.  

They celebrate me.  And I do the same for each of them.  

Having my Celebration Circle is a huge part of the fullness of my life.  But here’s the unexpected kicker: having them is also part of my success.   Experiencing the profound effect of a friendship like this makes me want it for everyone, including you, friend. If you don’t have a group of women who celebrate and comfort you, who lift you up when you’re down and push you to be your best, you need one. 

The big question, of course, is how do you create a Celebration Circle?  Well, this is where the rubber meets the road. Your Circle will come together as a result of upgrading your Five.  And I’ll be the first to tell you that upgrading your Five will probably be uncomfortable. The process requires you to take a long, hard look at some of your existing relationships.  But that’s the point.

Living your ideal life means surrounding yourself with people whose energy is serving you and the person you want to be.  

One of my Mary Kay mentors taught me a great exercise for examining the quality of your Five.  Are you ready to get real with your bad self? Grab a paper and pen and write down the five people you currently hang around the most.  Go on. I’ll wait.  

Once you have your list, write a plus sign (+) next to the people who are adding to the fullness of your life.  These are the people who embody what you want more of in your space. Perhaps that’s excellence, boldness, intentionality, confidence, positivity or accountability.  Maybe it’s mindfulness or creativity or just plain love. There are no wrong answers here. If they’re adding to your life, they get a plus sign.

Next, write a zero (0) next to the people who are not necessarily adding to your life, but aren’t taking away from it either.  These people are Switzerland—they’re neutral.  

Finally, write a minus sign (-) next to the people who are taking away from the fullness of your life.  These are the people who behave like crabs in a bucket. If you’ve never witnessed this phenomenon, suffice it to say they don’t hoist each other up in a, “I got you, girl!” kind of way.  It’s quite the opposite, in fact. If one of them tries to get out of the bucket, the others will pull her down. Literally. Relentlessly. They will keep her from rising up.  

I’ve seen human women behave this way as well.  Poisoned by a scarcity mindset, they believe that if they help another woman succeed, there won’t be enough success left for them.  God didn’t make the Universe abundant enough for us all to be successful at the same time, they tell themselves.  And so they pull others down, secretly hoping those women will fail so they can feel better about not excelling.  These are the people who drain your energy. They complain, nitpick or nag and, despite that you may love them, they make your space toxic.  

Now, once you’ve been raw and honest and designated each person as a positive, a negative or a neutral, take a look at what you’ve uncovered.  If you don’t see five plus signs, you’ve got some work to do if you want to create a true Celebration Circle. (And duh, of course you want that).  

Although it may seem harsh, that means eliminating the Bucket Crabs from your Five.  Now before you freak out, I’m not suggesting you eliminate them from your life (although with certain people, like my ex-husband, that will indeed be the case).   You’re just removing them from your inner circle. And yes, that’s true even if a Bucket Crab in your Five is someone you’re related to, which can make this endeavor extra sticky.  

There is no cookie cutter solution here, and I won’t pretend I have one.  We’re all navigating different dynamics with our Bucket Crabs. But, as with any goal, although you’re thinking big your actions must be small.  So instead of completely axing someone from your Five cold turkey, maybe you start with something as simple as not engaging when she calls to do her usual unloading of complaints and negativity.  Instead of trying to fix things or make suggestions and getting totally sucked in, just let her talk and empty her cup while you remain neutral.   

Once your Five is comprised of plus signs, creating a Celebration Circle is easy.  

I don’t think there’s any right or wrong way to do it, although I will say the beauty of mine is that we are completely balanced.  If you want to think of it in terms of “biologies,” I am the Control, Katie is the Influence, Amy is the Power and Steph is the Authority.  Or if we were witches, I guess Amy would be Earth, Steph would be Wind, Katie would be Water and I would be Fire. Whatever—the point is, we form a completely balanced circle, which means we each bring different perspectives to goal crushing and problem solving (as well as choosing restaurants, shoes and wine).  

Having a Celebration Circle is fun.  Having a quality Five is essential. Having both is a blessing.  Choose both, girlfriend. It will change your life.


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How to Start Something New (Even if It Terrifies You)

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Like the phoenix that bursts into flames, burns to ash and rises to begin life again, I have started over a lot.  That’s sort of the whole theme of this blog (Phoenix Diaries—get it?)  Going down in flames and pulling myself up to start again from ash has taught me the greatest lessons of my life.  In my short 39 years, I’ve left an entire life behind on one continent and started anew on another.  I’ve ended a marriage that wasn’t working and stepped into pain and uncertainty to find true love and compatibility on the other side.  I’ve walked away from a lucrative legal career to be a stay-at-home mom, created a kickass home-based business as a direct seller and then moved on to become a blogger extraordinaire.  I’ve let go of perfectionism to embrace raw, vulnerable beingness.  (That one is an ongoing lesson, I’ll be the first to admit).  

People ask me all the time how I’m able to begin again and again and continually see success.   

The answer came to me one day when I was kayaking, something I only do once a year. I had stopped paddling so that Emma and I could enjoy the view for a moment.  It was a beautiful day in Sanibel and, despite the light breeze, the water was totally flat, like glass. After a few minutes, Emma turned back to look at me.  

“Can we try to catch up with Daddy and Ryan now, Mommy?”

“Sure,” I said, dipping my paddle into the water.  The nose of our kayak had slowly drifted off course while we had been still and I now needed to turn us.  But, to my surprise, it was like rowing through mud. I couldn’t believe how strenuous it was to change directions.  

Eventually, though, thanks to my super duper strong shoulder muscles, we got going.  Once we were gliding again, turning the kayak was a breeze. That’s when it hit me:  

It’s much easier to change directions when you’re moving than it is from a dead stop.  

And that, my friends, is the reason I’m able to see success each time I’ve started over.  Quite simply, it’s because I’m willing to dig in and start moving.  Most of us are so scared of what could happen if we start something new that we remain stationary, paddle poised over the water but never breaking the surface.  The uncertainty is paralyzing.

As time passes, the thought of moving gets scarier and scarier. We worry that we won’t be able to go in the direction we want to.  We fear that we won’t know what the second step should be.   

But here’s the thing, girlfriend.

You don’t need to know what the second step will be to make the first one.  Once you start, the next step will reveal itself.  

If it turns out you take a “wrong” step along the way, just change directions.  Likely, the reason you created the experience of the “wrong” step anyway is so you could reveal to yourself in no uncertain terms what you need to shift.  And, like my experience in the kayak, because you’re already moving, changing directions will be a lot easier than it was to begin in the first place.  

I know, I know.  Time for a You-Can’t Monster check, because right now yours is making a nasty face and saying, “Easier said than done!”  Well, as my friend Chris Ruden would say, “Done is better than said.” As Chris points out, and you have to agree, everything that requires action—literally everything—is easier said than done.   Is it easier to say you’re going to wash your hair than it is to actually wash it?  Yep. Just like it was easier to say I wanted to be in a healthy, loving relationship than it was to pack my things, move out and file for divorce.  

So, as Phoenixes, let’s stop using that phrase as a crutch. Just because it’s easier to say something than it is to do it doesn’t mean it can’t be done.  

And guess what?  It will probably be hard at first, like my first drags of the paddle through the water that day.  Starting over has been exactly like that for me—every time, it’s hard. But I keep going. And every time, the next step reveals itself.

Now, here’s where stuff gets real.  

The reason I’m writing this post is because I need a little smack on the tush. I myself want to start something new—my podcast—and I am absolutely terrified about taking the first step.  TERRIFIED

I’m afraid I won’t know what I’m doing. I’m afraid no one will tune in. I’m afraid it won’t be good. You know, the usual.

In an effort to get myself going, I’ve socialized my goal and told the world about it on social media.  I’ve interviewed other podcasters to get advice on hosting platforms, which microphone to use and how to get on iTunes. In other words, I actually know what the first few steps are in this instance!  And yet I find myself sitting here, stationary, months later. 

So trust me, you’re not alone if you feel like you’ve been standing at the precipice for awhile, wanting to jump into your dream yet holding yourself back in sheer terror of what will happen next.  But what you and I both need to remember right now is that great things never came from comfort zones. The magic happens out there, beyond the precipice.

Jen Sincero, author of You are a Badass, once said,

“You are the only you there is and ever will be. Do not deny the world its one and only chance to bask in your brilliance.”

Words to live by, don’t you think? Truly, where would we all be if our heroes who came before us never took that first step? You and I might not even have an iPhone or an iPad on which to read this post!

Wherever you’re holding yourself back, the way I’m holding myself back from launching the podcast, just start.  Drag your paddle through that water. You cannot forget that you are destined for greatness, even when it’s terrifying and hard.

Because you know what, girlfriend?  You can do hard things. (And yes, I’m talking to myself, too).

Mark my words: the Phoenix Diaries podcast will be up and streaming within 60 days of this blog post because I am taking the first step today! Wanna take our first steps together? Give me a shout and let me know what you’re working on.


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3 Things a Disney Cruise Will Teach You

“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.”

These words, once uttered by the incomparable Walt Disney, send shivers of excitement down my spine.  They are not words I take lightly. I’m a phoenix, after all, and a core belief of a phoenix is that anyone can do anything.  (Why not you? Indeed, why not me?)

I have never seen a clearer manifestation of this principle than when I was aboard the Fantasy, a floating mass of opulence in Disney Cruise Line’s fleet. Walt Disney is absolute proof that anyone can do anything.  With a dream in his heart and a mouse on his mind, Walt created an empire. And because he had the courage to pursue that dream so long ago, I recently found myself lounging on a luxurious ship in the Caribbean for seven days, sipping Moet Chandon and soaking up the sweetness of simply being still.

Amidst the imbibing, open-mouthed face stuffing, reading for fun, floating around and, yeah, I’ll admit it—napping—I learned a few things.  I wrote them down, as I tend to do, and am publishing them here because I daresay you may want to learn them too. Plus, it gives me great joy to share my bestest nuggets with you.  

But before I get into what a Disney cruise will teach you, let’s get into some deets.  If you’ve never been on a Disney cruise before, there are a few things to know.  

  • First,  it’s not “all-inclusive.”  Food in the various dining rooms is, of course, included and unlimited, along with water, soda, tea and coffee.  Alcoholic beverages, however, are additional and charged to your stateroom. Same goes for the two specialty restaurants, Palo and Remy.  Remy, a French restaurant aptly named after the star of Disney’s Ratatouille, is seriously one of the best restaurants I have ever been to in my life.  No joke. It’s so good and the service so impeccable that I would venture to say if it were on solid land, it would have a Michelin star.  
  • Second, there’s no gambling aboard the Fantasy (or any ship in the DCL fleet).  At least, not in the traditional sense.  If you’re looking for slot machines or craps, roulette or poker tables, you will come up empty-handed.  There is, however, a very competitive game of Bingo at which you can win cash prizes! On our most recent trip, the pot got up to $6,000 by the time all was said and done.  Shawn and I aren’t gamblers so the lack of opportunity to lose money, albeit while having fun, isn’t a big deal to us. And besides, you may not even miss the casino. You could instead go to a wine, champagne, bourbon or beer tasting; get totally pampered in the spa; ride an inner tube down the Fantasy’s onboard water slide, the Aquaduck; or float in one of the ship’s three adult pools with a glass of Moet Ice in your hand.
  • Finally, to truly enjoy the “couples” feel of the trip (which I’ll explain in a moment), your kiddos need to be potty-trained and old enough to want to go to the Oceaneer’s Club (also known in my house as “Kids’ Club!  Kids’ Club!”).

Now, having painted that backdrop for you, let’s dig into the three things a Disney cruise will teach you:

1. It is indeed possible to go on a family vacation and a couple’s vacation all rolled into one, and have real fun. Because there is something for everyone to do, and because you can trust that your kids are safe in the Kids’ Club, you can be a couple when you want to and come back together as a family when you want to. We achieved total harmony.  

My youngest couldn’t get into the Kids’ Club fast enough every morning.  The Youth Team staff is incredible—I swear they must not have kids themselves.  They have so much patience and energy. The footprint of the Club is enormous (ironically, it’s probably where the casino would be if they had one).  There is truly something for every kid to do. I’m not exaggerating. They have dance parties, face painting, Marvel hero work, Star Wars missions, arts and crafts and cookie-making, to name a few things I witnessed. They even have video games you can play with your feet on a ginormous screen built into the floor. And, because Disney just gets it, they make the kids wash their hands before they enter.  It’s a class act.  

There were days when my son chose to skip the pool all together in favor of the Kids’ Club. My daughter, little fish that she is, would spend the morning with Shawn and I at the pool.  She’d traipse around deck, alternating between watching whichever Disney film was playing on the big screen and traversing down the Mickey slide over and over and over again. By lunch time, she was ready to go to Kids’ Club too, so we’d drop her off and have the rest of the day to ourselves.  It. Was. Glorious. 

We are blessed to be very dear friends with another couple who also happen to have two kids, so the eight of us went together (in separate staterooms, of course).   Some nights we ate dinner with the kids in the main dining room and then went for drinks upstairs at Meridian when the kids had once again skipped off to Kids’ Club; other nights we sat with the kids while they ate and then parted ways to enjoy an exquisite adults-only dining experience at Remy.  

And that’s just the way we chose to do things.  There are any number of other possibilities. You could go on a mystery-solving expedition as a member of Mickey’s Midship Detective Agency.  Or take a class on animation. Perhaps you’d like to take a stroll through Tiffany and ogle some diamonds. And did I mention there’s a full-blown theater on board? Like, with a stage and a red curtain and stadium seating and live shows every night?  They even have a movie theater. With popcorn.  

Harmony, I tell you.  Total harmony.  

Sporting my complimentary poncho.

2. Incredible service is not a thing of the past.  It is alive and well on a Disney cruise. After all, it’s Disney.  And “Disney” is synonymous with “excellence.” From servers who will cut your kids’ food for them and make princess crowns and pirate hats out of napkins, to footstools in Remy just for your handbag, to chocolates on your pillow and immaculate public restrooms, it is a guest experience like none other.  These people take your satisfaction very seriously. 

Case in point: we had an excursion booked the day we were in Grand Cayman, and as we were heading off the ship, we noticed it had begun to rain. So what did Disney do? They had Cast Members already lined up on the gangway handing out ponchos—hundreds and hundreds of them—so we didn’t get wet. I mean, come on! Need I say more?

3. You, too, can do anything. And I do mean anything.  It’s highly unlikely that Walt Disney could have fathomed in the beginning what Mickey Mouse would become, and all that would eventually be born from his cartoon creation.  Do you think he was planning for cruise ships and restaurants and hotels in those first days? Doubtful. You don’t need to be either, even if your dream is huge.  You only have to begin. Each step will reveal itself as you continue to move forward, so long as you continue your pursuit.  

Take my dream, for instance.  It’s big, hairy and audacious.  I dream of becoming a best-selling author and changing the world through my light, my leadership and my love.  In my wildest dreams, my book becomes a major motion picture.  

Far fetched?  Maybe. Terrifying?  Mos’ def. But so freaking what!  I’m not thinking of anything but the first step which, of course, is to write the dang book already.  So I’m writing it. The next step will reveal itself when I get there. I don’t need to know what that step is right now.  I’m committed to the process and I’ve released the result. I am holding on to my courage as I continue in my pursuit.  

Just like Walt said.  

As I sat in the Cove Cafe aboard the Fantasy, sipping Chardonnay and listening to the music floating through the speakers, I stared in awe at the photos of him on the walls, each one a reflection of what he accomplished.  I tried to imagine what he was thinking in each of those moments that had been captured on film; what he was feeling; if he had any idea the impact he would make on the world for generations to come.  

Being on that cruise was a great reminder to me of the power we each hold.  It’s within all of us. We have only to harness it.  

Such life lessons from a Disney Cruise!  Who woulda thunk it?

Now, don’t be surprised if your kids experience DCW (Disney Cruise Withdrawal) when it’s time to pack it in. Our kids had so much fun that leaving the ship was #dramatic.  It went down something like this: 

“Bye, Disney Cruise,” I called to the towering vessel, waving at it through the windshield of our parked car.  I could hear Shawn intently performing a real-life game of Tetris as he stacked our bags into the trunk.  

“Bye, Liezel,” Emma said softly, as if her favorite Youth Team counselor could hear her from aboard the ship.  

“Bye, Vanessa,” Ryan whispered, joining Emma in her tribute. A solitary tear spilled from his eye, his lower lip trembling.  

“Awww, Buddy,” I said, my heart twisting.  

He pouted more dramatically under my gaze and glanced down at the floor, where he immediately spotted his backpack (or as Shawn and I affectionately call it, his Portable Distraction Kit).  “iPad!” he exclaimed, all trace of sadness at having to leave the ship suddenly gone.  

I rolled my eyes and stifled a smile.  “It seems you will survive until our next cruise,” I said wryly.  

Indeed, there will be a next cruise.  We booked it aboard the ship before this last one was even over.  (That move got us ten percent off, by the way. Holla!) Because of one man and one mouse, I know will willingly pay a small fortune every year to return to that cruise ship.  Thousands of other humans will do the same. All because Walt Disney had the courage to pursue a dream that became a reality and changed the world. 

Let that sink in.  Your dream could change the world.  What have you been dreaming of but not allowed yourself the courage to pursue? 

Get on it, girlfriend.  And if you need some inspiration, I’m tellin’ you, get on a Disney Cruise.  


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Unleashed


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Why do anything—seriously, anything—if you aren’t going to give yourself the full experience?  Feel into that question. And yes, you read it right. You give to yourself fully or you hold yourself back.   No one else is involved, my friend, and that is the #wholetruth.  

I’m fresh off of a four-day self-discovery course and I’ve been feeling into this question since the moment it was over.  The concept reminds me of that old instruction to “dance like no one is watching.”  You’ve heard of it, surely. Perhaps you’ve told someone else to live that way in a heartfelt moment of giving advice. Heck, you may even have that saying on a placard on your wall somewhere.

It seems we all understand that saying.  But do we feel it?

I know I hadn’t until very recently.  I have an identity that is fiercely attached to following rules.  That part of me enjoys being accurate. Correct. Doing things the way they’re “supposed” to be done.  It enjoys being told, “Yes! You did it right!” That’s the part of me that graduated first in her class from law school.  Literally no one in Class of 2006 did better than I did.  Not. A. One. I know what it means to execute impeccably.  It’s a safe, comfortable place for me to be.

On the flip side of that identity is a gut-wrenching, hysterical fear of making a mistake.  What if people are indeed watching me dance? What if I’m not doing it right? What if I fall?  What if I screw up?

That fear has existed within me my entire life and, despite my success on paper, it has stifled me.  For every A+ there is a tantrum during which I’ve ripped to shreds the coloring book page evidencing my crayon marks outside the lines.  Behind every award there’s hair that I ripped from my own head strewn on the floor. Getting it right is all that has ever mattered. The result, ironically, is that I don’t turn up the dial and fully use my gifts. Except for a few stand-alone moments, I don’t play full out.  I don’t allow myself to simply be one with the experience. I have always had one eye on the result.

That’s why I rip unreturnable tennis balls with graceful, deliberate power in practice but shrink into myself and merely dink balls over the net during a real match.  It’s why I belt out tunes in my car but only hum at church. It’s why I married my ex-husband, who I knew wasn’t in love with me. It’s why I stayed after even he told me to leave.  It’s why I went through with a wedding that should never have been.

I couldn’t admit the mistake.  I couldn’t stand the thought of failing.

What I didn’t realize until now is that admitting the mistake and walking into the unknown to find real love—even at the risk of failure— still would have allowed me to claim a win.  Even if I was single for awhile; even if balls go flying off my racquet into the fence; even if I sing off key, I can still win at giving myself the full experience, of never wondering what could have been if I had played full out instead of holding back for fear of doing it wrong.

Allowing yourself to feel it all is the win, girlfriend.

The most hilarious part about all of this is that when you’re playing full out instead of playing not to lose, you’re much more likely to get what you wanted (and were so fearful of losing) in the first place.  Your results are 100 times better than you could have imagined.

I gave myself this experience the other night.  I let myself be totally immersed in conversations without wondering who else might be at the party or what I might be missing out on by giving one person at a time my clear, neutral attention.  I got up on a stage and danced my heart out, indeed, as if no one was watching. I didn’t care at all if I was “doing it right” or if I looked stupid.

As it turns out, people were watching.  My adoring husband, for one. And you know what?  I didn’t look stupid. I looked amazing. It was awesome.  I had fun. A blast, really.

My new anthem is Capital Letters by Hailee Steinfeld.  I can listen to it over and over and over again.  It accelerates this feeling I’ve harnessed—this feeling of having been unleashed.  (It also reminds me of Fifty Shades Freed, which is always quite enjoyable in a steamy, quivering kind of way).  When I hear the chorus I hear my higher and true self singing to me.  I hear myself signing back to her, “our heart a little clearer.” I’m done with not giving myself the full experience.  I’m going to live my life emphatically. In capital letters, so to speak.

If I lose the match, so be it.  I’ll win at playing full out, at being all in with the process—result be damned, at not leaving anything bottled inside of me. I am a bold, unapologetic badass.  Imma let that girl out.

No more tiptoeing for me. I’m blowing out speakers.  I am alive. You with me, girlfriend?