Shhh dont disturb him. He's researching for his acceptance speech. For when he wins the Nobel Prize.There's a new baby in our extended family circle. My little bro is a dad for the first time. Its a joy to see him and partner discover parenthood for the first time. And funny too. Because it reminds… Continue reading Don’t you DARE breathe on that baby!
Author: Lani Young
"…and behold, it was VERY good."
When was the last time YOU gazed delightedly upon something you created and said, "That's really good! Daayummn, I'm kind of clever/talented/gifted/brilliant! Well done, me.You worked hard on this and it rocks!"I'm guessing you dont do that very often. Why? Because a lot of us, especially women, are programmed to be our own worst detractors.… Continue reading "…and behold, it was VERY good."
Be Fruitful and Multiply
“FIVE children?! Ohmigosh really? FIVE children?!” Since moving to New Zealand, I hear this a lot. Apparently, most people with any sense, have A child. Or two. Or at an extreme, three. But five? And over? That is cause for amazement/horror/consternation/bemusement. Closely followed by, “You don’t look like you have five children. You’re too young/beautiful/thin/smart… Continue reading Be Fruitful and Multiply
How Passion can be a Life Saver.
This is the first of our Friday Features here on Sleepless in Samoa where we meet People with Passion. Welcome toTimena Broederlow!Timena’s Samoan, raised in the US and Samoa. She married her husband of 20 years, in the middle of one of the worst natural disasters to hit Samoa - Cyclone Val. She's Mormon (LDS).… Continue reading How Passion can be a Life Saver.
The Problem with Birth Control.
I am one of six children. When I was a self-obsessed teenager and sick to bits of my younger siblings, I asked my mum one day - "Why didnt you stop having babies after me?" She must have been having a rough day. Because she snarled, "I did."Huh?"That one was a broken condom. That one… Continue reading The Problem with Birth Control.
A New (Sleepless) World Order.
My friend Reesa in the blogging world has a blog called "My Organized Confusion" ( check it out today, you'll leave smiling.) Her blog title has inspired me. As have lots of other blogs that are organized. Structured. Disciplined. So today, I am announcing my intention to assert some kind of ORDER upon this jumbled… Continue reading A New (Sleepless) World Order.
How to Cope with the pestilence called ‘Sales Reps."
I miss my dogs.I am gutless. A wimp. Since moving to NZ, I have had this re-affirmed even more. Why? Two words for you.Door Salesmen.Those people that ring your doorbell and then don't leave until you promise to give them your blood/marry them/bequeath them with a spare organ. Or buy something. I'm hopeless at saying… Continue reading How to Cope with the pestilence called ‘Sales Reps."
We are not all created equal.
She may be able to rope a runaway bovine. But this Cowgirl can't dance.I want to start this post with an apology and a disclaimer. For all white women out there who have an amazing sense of rythm, who can dance like JLo on her happiest day, who can shake their bootie and do the… Continue reading We are not all created equal.
Shut Up.
I've been muzzled. Gagged by technology. And its really ticking me off! For the past few weeks, every time I try to comment on someone else's Blogger blog - the stupid Blogger site wont let me. I spend ages composing my deep and meaningful thoughts only to press submit and BAAM! It deletes it all… Continue reading Shut Up.
The Gym Journey Begins. With Chocolate Chip Cookies.
My crystal ball future self?So yesterday I joined a gym. Not only that, I paid to have three sessions with a personal trainer - who would gaze into a crystal ball and tell me my future. 'I see a tall, dark, super toned, kickbutt, beautiful woman running towards me. She looks like a light-brown version… Continue reading The Gym Journey Begins. With Chocolate Chip Cookies.