Wedding weekend...

This weekend I not only celebrated the Fourth of July, I also attended my niece’s wedding. She resembled an angel in white, gliding down the aisle to her future husband. The synagogue was packed with a crowd of 600 guests, making me grateful for the presence of my soon-to-be-ex-husband. We watched as our daughter, a flowergirl, smiled to us in the crowd. She looked so proud to be in the wedding party. That was definitely the highlight of my weekend. I gave the only advice I could – keep the spontaneity between you – and always put your friendship on the front burner. What would your advice have been?

So much to do, so little time...

So much to do, so little time... So often I feel pulled in a million different directions. My job is surrounded by deadlines and stress. My husband needs the house to be clean and orderly - to the extreme. My daughter needs me to wash her favorite pink shirt. Even the dog needs to be taken out on walks and fed on time. The world doesn't ever stop for me. There is a constant pressure to win the "Woman of the Year Award". Does anyone else feel you just don't measure up to anyone's expectations?