I miss her voice. I miss her skin. I miss her scent. I miss the comfort of knowing she was there if I needed her. She was there when I needed her. I still need her. I miss my mom every day. But this time of year, with her birthday today and mine…
struggle out loud
Just Jenny’s Favorite Things! UPDATED!!!
Here is a list of several things I love (Thanks Oprah for starting this concept of sharing our favorites!) I plan to add more to it as I remember! So keep checking back! BEST CURLING IRON!! It’s called HOT TOOLS!!! My hair supplements: UPDATED! Sugar Bear Hair and Biosil hair and nails! These are the GG…
Mommy 2017
Mommy, Today, on what would’ve been you’re 74th birthday, I will spend most of the day doing what you liked to do. I will kiss my kids, eat cake and wear diamonds. I will reorganize everything around me and spend time in my bed. The longer the time without you, the more gratitude I have for…
Moving Forward.
As leader of his high school’s Democrat Club, my son Jacob Hutt was asked to share his thoughts after yesterday’s election results at a school assembly today. With his permission, I am now sharing them with you. “I have to be true to myself and say I am saddened by the results of the national election….
The Mean Girl.
Back in 2008 I signed up for and took an exercise course called Boot Camp. The creator of this course was *Lisa. And I hated her. I hated every single minute of her Boot Camp too. Then again, I hated every single minute of everything back then. My mom was dying, and I was fat….
I’m On The Cover Of O The Oprah Magazine! With Oprah!
WOW! I am so excited to share that I am on the cover of the April 2016 issue of O The Oprah Magazine! This groundbreaking cover features many women (including Oprah!) who are working their way to better bodies, minds, and spirits. Some pictures! And a video! Can’t wait for all of you to buy…
The Scent Of A Mommy
It’s my mom’s birthday. She would be seventy-three years old today had she not died at sixty-five. My mom’s birthday is a super hard day because it highlights what should be in stark contrast to what actually is. My mom should be celebrating turning seventy-three. My mom is dead. I tried to avoid having feelings…
Cookies.
Since I lost my mom seven years ago and then lost about seventy pounds shortly thereafter, I haven’t baked all that much. Sadness and hunger for me get intertwined sometimes. Happiness, anxiety, and boredom can also trick me into thinking I’m hungry! Whenever I’m about to take a bite of something, it’s important for me…
Still Raw.
Seven years ago, my mother, Bunny, died. Seven years ago, I kissed her face, held her hand, whispered I love you and watched her take her last breath. I am still so raw. I miss her. I miss her more and more as the years go on. The void feels bigger somehow while…
Let Me Die First
Let me die first. Nauseating. Sorry. But if I am thinking or feeling it then maybe you are too. I read a tragic story about a beautiful young girl’s suicide brought on by years of suffering from mental illness. Doris Fuller was a devoted mother to her bright and talented daughter Natalie. They had a strong,…
I Love This!
Yesterday I Interviewed Dallas Hartwig (one half of the Whole30 duo) – buy their book here! During the interview, Dallas told me about the concept of The Four Agreements by don Miguel Ruiz. 1. Be impeccable with your word. 2. Don’t take anything personally. 3. Don’t make assumptions. 4. Always do your best. Pretty good…
I Want To Be Wild
I love my life as much as the next middle-aged-happily-married-mother of two. I’ve got a great guy and awesome kids (complete with manageable issues). I like my career, and like most people, sometimes I wonder if having my career is even worth anything. I don’t want a different life. But I do fantasize about running…
“The Cindy Crawford Effect” AKA The Tweet That Launched A Collective Sigh Of Gratitude From Women Everywhere.
A couple of days ago, I felt so relieved. I saw this tweet of an unretouched picture of Cindy Crawford in lingerie. It was as if Cindy Crawford was telling me it’s ok to be me. It’s ok to have a belly that jiggles. It’s ok to have some dimples in places other than my…
Almost Forty-Five.
The shriveling. That’s what I’m ruminating about today. Two days before I have the luxury of turning forty-five, while my exquisite friend Bari just passed away at forty-five, I’m focusing on the shriveling of my belly and what sometimes feels like the shriveling of my being. My body which holds too-many-to-count-can’t-recall-how-I-even-got-them-scars keeps surprising me with new nooks, crannies and…
2015!
This year let’s listen to the positive voice in our heads instead of the negative one. This year let’s choose belief over disbelief. This year let’s get off our asses and try. Really try. This year let’s say yes. And let’s say no when we really don’t want to say yes. This year let’s treat…
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