Kristen

Kristen
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Kristen is still in the middle of her love story. She and her best friend of four years gave in and finally decided to date. Two years later, she was engaged. Two years after that, she was married. She’ll celebrate her 17th wedding anniversary this May. Mom to Ellen (8) and James (5), she works full time in Human Resources outside of the home. Her children have taught her that motherhood is hard. And wonderful. And HARD. A proud alum of LSU and Johnson and Wales University, she also collects college degrees. (BS in Psychology, AS in Culinary Arts and BS in Culinary Nutrition). She’s lived in Baton Rouge a majority of her life, with sojourns in New Orleans, Charleston, SC and Providence, RI. The south is clearly home. Recovering from a nearly crippling case of adolescent insecurity, she is still the most likely to have the heel of her shoe caught in the hem of her pants.

I Have a Date. With My Friends. At Target.

I used to think that the Holy Grail of outings was getting to go to Target BY MYSELF. This kind of outing doesn't happen very often and is even less often planned when it...

I’m An Expert At Self-Sabotage

  Each evening, I set my alarm for 5:15 the next morning. Do I need to get up at 5:15? Probably not. And I don't. I hit the snooze button. I annoy my sleeping husband...

Don’t Knock It Until You’ve Tried Letting Go

Lately, after work when the weather is right, we spend time in the backyard avoiding stinging caterpillars, refereeing the fighting between my two children and watching my youngest try his hand at the monkey...

Barely Getting it Done :: Who Has Time for After School Activities?

Yep. All of the ingredients - but we just can't get there. (This is an embarrassing, actual photo of my dinner as I received it one night - my fulfillment of a childhood comfort food craving,...

It’s Six Months Post-Flood, but I’m Not Quite Post-Flood

 "Time heals all wounds." I believe this is true - for the most part. Call me impatient, but I keep waiting for this flood thing to be OVER. There are always mile markers after a...