by Missy Stevens | Family
That whiny you-know-what is never happy. That’s what I imagine people are thinking after spending time with me. Or reading my blog. Here’s a for example: The preschool sent home enrollment forms for the 2011-2012 school year last week. And I cried. Not a...
by Missy Stevens | Family, Whatever
See that, up there? It’s a little glimpse into my personal shame. My child’s lovingly created art is all stashed in a pile, inside one of our kitchen cabinets. Alright, alright. I’m not being 100% honest. The truth of the matter is that H is not much...
by Missy Stevens | Fitness
Last week I was indulgent and self-absorbed and coated in herbal-scented oils. I got a massage. And it was one of the best massages I’ve ever had. I was so relaxed that I fell asleep on the table. Yes, I did, and I’m not one bit embarrassed about it. I am...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I don’t usually post on Saturdays anymore. In fact, I try to unplug for most of the weekend (confession: failing miserably at that today). The thing is, BlissDom is – as my kids would say – just four night-night sleeps away. I cannot think about much...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
Thanks to Country Music Television and One2One Network, I had the opportunity to get a sneak peak* at CMT’s first scripted show, “Working Class,” a sitcom starring Melissa Peterman and Emmy and Golden Globe-winning actor, Ed Asner. Seriously? Hooker #2...