Brook
Brook {without the "e"} is a spunky faux redhead and former UI grad who has decided to call Iowa City her home for over 10 years. She met her husband on the internet, and they spend their days playing superheroes with their two boys, Edison (2007) and Grant (2010). She juggles mom life with a full-time job as a marketing consultant, competing in triathlons and writing her heart out on her personal blog www.redheadreverie.com. She believes life is a journey, not a destination.
The Perfectly Imperfect Holiday
It was frigid cold, and you could cut the tension in the car with a knife. “Why do I try to do fun stuff?” I muttered under my breath. I was irritated. What was...
Mom {Play} Date
On Monday night, Iowa City Moms Blog hosted their second Moms Night Out event. There was good food, drinks, sparkly jewelry and loads of moms looking to connect with other moms.
I’m sure you met...
I’m A Basketball Widow
It’s November, and I’m a widow.
Ok, not an actual widow, but a basketball widow.
My hubs {aka the biggest non-native Hawkeye fan} has season tickets to every football and basketball game.
I don’t mind football, because...
5 Ways To Rid Yourself Of Halloween Candy
When I was little, I LOVED Halloween. Dressing up in fun costumes {I was Barbie…a lot}, carving pumpkins and Trick-or-Treating. I never really ate much of my candy. Instead, I just sorted it into...
I’m Raising Children Not Jerks
“Hey Grant it’s time to leave for school,” I tell him. As I make my way to him, strategically avoiding LEGOS and action figures, I can see he’s about to lose it. He breaks...
How To Make Your Mornings Magical: No, Really. I’m Asking…How?
I’ve been reading {aka trolling the internet} looking for tips on how to make our mornings magical. You know, like the ones you see on TV, where everyone wakes up all happy and you...
Dear Dinnertime: I Hate You.
From the moment I wake up in the morning I dread it - the inevitable “what’s for dinner?” question. It haunts me at work, during pick-up and the moment I open the garage door,...
Finding Time to Play
I’ve barely walked in the door from work when I hear “play with me mama”. I look down at my little redheaded man, lip in a pout and puppy dog blue eyes. My heart...
First Day of School Butterflies
The butterflies have started.
They flitter here and there, creating waves of nervousness that spreads and breeds anxious thoughts and fears. School starts in a week and our house is flittering.
This isn’t our first rodeo.
We...
I’m a…umm…blogger.
I’m a wife, a working mother, a writer, a triathlete and … ummm … a blogger.
That last title I say with hesitation, as it always seems to solicit eye rolls and a sarcastic “oh...