Since second grade my report cards always noted, “Lanette is a nice girl who needs to stop talking so much.” Well, I never did, and now I talk for a living, which makes me laugh every time I think about it.
Our family lives on the east side of Madison, which is where I was born and raised, but is far from my husband Marc‘s hometown of Staten Island, New York. I have three kids: My son, Everett, was born in 2011, my next guy, Roman, arrived in 2014 and my daughter, Imogene, made her grand entry in 2018. My average morning starts at 3:30 and involves tiptoeing around the house trying not to wake anyone up. I manage to toss on random clothes and (hopefully) matching socks to get myself out the door.
I love a good weekend run on a chilly morning before the rest of the neighborhood is up. Sushi and red wine are on the top of my cannot-live-without list. My mom is my hero. I have terrible taste in movies. My favorite is Billy Madison. I cannot resist a zerbert on a bare belly. Argue with me as you wish, but Michael Jackson‘s “Man in the Mirror” is the best song of all time. I would love to say I’ve traveled the world, but I have barely set foot in Mexico and Canada.
My favorite quote is from a woman I saw once on Oprah. Her name is Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor and she said, “Please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space.” I try to keep that in mind every second of every day. (I think it has actually saved my husband’s life a time or two.) I love that people find me approachable and kind. So if you see me out, introduce yourself. I promise to be both. (Just excuse my mismatched socks.)
I’ve had lots of people ask me how I feel about Pat O’Neill leaving Magic 98. Well. . . before even thinking about the words he said to me about a month ago, my most overwhelming feeling
I have a six-year-old, a four-year-old and a two-month-old… and I did it. I signed myself up and I even showed up — to my first ballet class in 25 years. Dance was something I did for
Okay then… I’ve been back for three weeks now. My family has gotten back into a routine. Imogene goes to sleep somewhere around 6:00, and will give me a good four or five hours before she wakes
It’s been six weeks that I’ve been able to say I have a daughter and it really has been a dream. And it started out that way even as we were checking in for her delivery. It
This blog was to be posted after I became a mom of three. So… seeing that’s probably the case, you can bet on the fact that I haven’t gotten much sleep but am happy as heck to
SUMMER!!! It’s not technically here until next week, but this weekend, the heat and humidity are a-comin’. Don’t hate me, but I love this weather. I like sitting in a chair on the deck with a popsicle
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We had a family wedding this past weekend. My brother and his family came in from Boston, and it was a great week together. Lots of time with people we don’t always get to see, too! And
It’s been the ultimate “do as I say, not as I do” week. Dealing with a cold is not what I had time for. Instead of getting the sleep and taking it easy that I tell my
Three months to go until Little Miss Imogene will join our testosterone-filled family. Twelve weeks … 90 days … 2,160 hours … but who’s counting? Oh, how I’d love to be one of those women who loves