When I was in college, I loved to cross the border for a few days of dancing and drinking at Papas & Beer in Rosarito, Mexico. This was back in the early 90’s – pre-9/11. Meaning it was relatively hassle-free to get back into the States. And there was always someone willing to drive. Ah, … More What’s that floating around in your daughter’s drink?
Last night Margaret, her friend, and I went to pick up a pizza we ordered. I opened the door and held it while a customer walked out, and then walked in. The girls held the door for another customer. I looked back to hear a man standing next to them say to them, “Are you … More When creepy men talk to your daughter
Don’t mess with me. Ok, wow, that came out a little harsher than I expected it to. What I meant to say is that you, well… shouldn’t mess with me! I am pretty good – but not the best – at the martial art that I take. Krav Maga is a form of self-defense that … More Momma said “knock you out!”
With the news that Stanford rapist Brock Turner is being released for “good behavior” after just 3 months of a pathetic 6-month sentence, I’ve been reflecting on one of the best decisions I have ever made as the mother of two young daughters who are growing up quickly. Investing in Krav Maga. Most of us … More Why my daughters won’t be a rape statistic