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From the Only at Our House File…

Yes, that is exactly what you think it is.  A squirrel’s tail with no squirrel attached.  I found this under one of our big oak trees one morning this week when Happy and I walked outside.  So, the question is did the squirrel get in a fight in our tree and lose his taill (and is that like a girl losing a shirt in a fight?), did the squirrel get snatched up by its tail by a bird of prey and it wiggled its way free from its tail and then said bird of prey dropped said tail or did someone lose the tail of his or her fancy squirrel hat?  I have been keeping an eye out for the tailless squirrel in the ‘hood but have yet to spot him. 

From the “That’s good parenting” file…

Happy has a thing for my wallet.  For reals.  He is obsessed with getting his hands on it and then likes to get rid of the evidence.  When I do catch him, he is fingering my driver’s license and debit card.  I tell him we are going to fight about money and driving soon enough, let’s enjoy the honeymoon period. I am pretty sure he rolls his eyes at that.  Anyway, I was moving rapidly through the house the other day to prepare to meet a friend for lunch when I realized that Happy had done it again.  My wallet was MIA and I couldn’t find it to find it before lunch time.  I ran to the car, loaded Happy up, and searched my front seat and such just in case my wallet was there.  Nope.  How will I pay for our lunch?  I wondered.  And then Happy’s piggy bank flashed into my mind.   I’ll pay you back, I practically chanted as I busted that bad boy open– only to be met with a handful of coins because I had recently deposited all his cash in the savings account that the good mother in me had actually opened for him. Glad my good mother episode thwarted my bad mother episode.  I ended up calling BF and having him bring me some lunch money. Later, I found my wallet on the kitchen counter behind the cereal box.  Guess baby didn’t hide it after all.     

And from the awkward conversation file…

Happy and I were out and about this week when a woman came up to me and told me how adorable he was.  I thanked her and she followed with, “So I am thinking you must have gotten him from somewhere.”  Yes, that is how she asked if he was adopted.  I politely explained that he is Ethiopian, but her phrasing has stuck with me ever since.  I so don’t mind if people are curious about our family, but wow.

March 31, 2010 at 6:20 pm Leave a comment

Cross a Finish Line

A few weeks ago, I ran a 5k race with various Circle de Luz volunteers and our Circle de Luz hijas.  I specifically ran with Jenny, my longest friend (it just doesn’t feel right to say oldest), and 2 Hijas from the program.  As we approached the finish line, there was music playing, people cheering, a big clock counting our seconds as we sprinted to the end.  Turning towards the girls, I saw their faces light up.   
“There’s nothing like a crossing a finish line, is there?”  I asked.  

They nodded in agreement and in awe of themselves for having made it to the end.  

That feeling, the feeling of crossing a finish line, is one of the most powerful feelings I’ve had.  I came to athleticism as an adult (I call it adult-onset athleticism), but what I love about being active is that it gives me confidence in what I can accomplish and clarity (I gain great insight while I quietly run, walk, ride, weighttrain, swim, or whatever).  Being active has been a gift to me in many different ways.  I am not terribly fast, but I do my thing and in doing my thing, I gain great perspective and that’s all I ask for in my quest.     

Now, if you are in Charlotte, there’s an opportunity for you to go on your own quest through Tri It for Life-  a non-profit that specializes in nurturing each woman’s goal of completing a triathlon by helping them break down barriers they often impose on themselves.  Those barriers might be physical or mental or, even, financial. 

This year, through the generosity of sponsors and the family of athlete Beverly Staton (who was paralyzed in an auto accident in 2004), Tri It For Life is sponsoring up to 12 first-time female triathletes through a multi-leveled scholarship fund. The TIFL Scholarship Fund will award up to $3,700 in fees and equipment leases to qualifying athletes, easing the financial burden that is often associated with multi-sport training, from race-entry fees, to Tri It For Life membership to the cost of running shoes and bicycles.  Applicants to the scholarship program must: 

• Reside in Charlotte or surrounding area 

• Commit to register for the 2010 Huntersville Ramblin’ Rose Sprint Triathlon on or before May 1, 2010 

• Commit to participate in the 2010 Huntersville Ramblin’ Rose Sprint Triathlon 

• Demonstrate a financial need 

• Submit a completed application 

For more details and to download a scholarship application, visit and click on the SCHOLARSHIP link. All schoalrship applications must be post marked by April 16, 2010. 

Tri It For Life, a 501(c)3, was founded by Dr. Alyse Kelly-Jones, who saw women like herself in her Charlotte OB/GYN practice every day. The mother of three could relate all too well: many women are devoted to jobs and family, but they spend too little time on themselves.  Kelly-Jones found improved physical health and balance in her busy life through triathlons. She knew first-hand that if women spend some time focusing on themselves each day, they would be better mothers, wives and partners. They would be better at living their own lives by challenging themselves, getting healthy, gaining self-confidence and self-esteem while building nurturing relationships. 

For 2010, Tri It For Life expects to have a membership of more than 300 athletes, including 200 first-time female triathletes. Members don’t just learn how to compete, they receive self-reliant education about bike maintenance (how to change a tire, clean a bike chain and other functions of the machine). Along the way, the athletes challenge and better themselves by getting healthy, gaining selfconfidence and self-esteem, developing relationships with like-minded women. 


March 30, 2010 at 7:33 pm Leave a comment

Put Your Records On

Three months into always going to the YMCA for my workouts and I gots to tell you, my playlists are tired.  TIRED.  Or maybe I am tired (of them).  Anyway, I need some fresh tunes.  What songs get you moving?  Help a sister out.  I need some new motivation come Monday morning on that treadmill and elliptical (and I like just about anything).

March 27, 2010 at 7:25 pm 5 comments

Random Bits

So, Happy threw a little tantrum the other day at the Farmer’s Market in town (it was over strawberries).  Happy was in front of me and Lola was beside me.  As I turned all my attention to Happy, Lola walked away, turned her back, and sat down as if she didn’t know us.  As it got worse, she cuddled up to one of our friends as if she was hoping everyone might believe that she belonged to Leslie and not us.  I think Lola would totally sell us out for another family without an almost 2 year old if she could.  Ultimately, I had to walk away with Happy and BF had to go get Lola in order for her to come. 


I think I shared that I am taking a photo a day of Happy in his second year of life.  I just looked back at a few of them and I cannot believe how the kid has grown (well, I can, but still it shocks me to see these older pictures of him).  Here is a sampling…

a year and one day old

Almost 13 months old

14 months old

15 months

16 months

17 months

18 months

19 months

March 25, 2010 at 6:40 pm 3 comments

A Beautiful You signature

One of the things I talk about in Beautiful You is the simple joy and confidence that can be found in having a signature piece of jewelry.  A signature piece doesn’t need to be expensive but it should be expressive of who you are or where you are, a remind of what you want to hold true.  As I think about the publicity plan for Beautiful You, I want to also think about things that can be done in support of the book that promotes the message that what needs to be changed is how we see and not how we look.  So, today’s publicity plan question has to do with creating a signture item to promote the message of Beautiful You (keep in mind that all of the proceeds would be donated to a non-profit).  Please answer the poll questions below to help me decide what to do!   And if you haven’t shared your thoughts yet on bumper stickers, please do that, too!  Thanks so much!   

March 23, 2010 at 6:26 pm Leave a comment


So, I’ve been doing some editing of blogs and web-sites.  The pages of this blog have been updated to include information on Beautiful You and my latest events and the pages of my separate web-site have been updated so feel free to go survey the scene.  In other news, I am on Twitter (@rosiemolinary) so come join me there if you tweet.  Alright, the end of housekeeping.  Yep, that is about how long it lasts at my house, too.

March 22, 2010 at 6:30 pm Leave a comment

The difference a good hair day makes

So, you know that I have been considering straightening my hair.  You guys gave me lots of much needed encouragement and so I called my hairdresser and said, “Alright, I am thinking about it.  What do you have available before you move?”  Well, it turns out that what she had available was an appointment the day before I fly to a college to speak which is all well and good EXCEPT that you can’t wash your hair for three days after you get it straightened while the goop coats your hair and changes it’s shape. And so I was conflicted about getting on a plane and flying somewhere to give a talk with goop that I had no way of knowing what it would look or smell like in my hair.  And so I tentatively said yes and hung up the phone. 

Except then I woke up the next day, didn’t really do my hair like I don’t really do it any day, and it was the cutest damn curls I’ve seen this side of 2007.  For realz (and wouldn’t you know that I had no wear to go exciting that day?).  And so I balked about getting my hair straightened on the day before I travel to another state to give a talk.  Because knowing what my hair looks like when I travel feels much more comfortable to me than the unknown- ie. what if the goop smells weird or something and I make people pass out while I am signing books.  I could not live with that.

So I texted my hairdreser and told her I was too much of a wuss to do it the day before traveling.  We’d have to figure something else out.  And then, in the interim, I started thinking about how what Happy and I have in common, physically, is our curls.  And one day– not yet– he’s going to look around and see that his big people don’t look completely like him.  And I am going to hoist him to a mirror and say, “What do you see buddy?”  And when he says ‘brown eyes’, I think I want there to be more that he can add to the list– not because I want to confuse him, but because I know the relief of just sharing one thing in common with someone else like curls or black hair or tan skin.  Now, granted, this conversation with baby isn’t happening any time soon but still I am thinking about this and wondering and considering and searching.  Every day, we work on Baby’s hair like it’s our job (well, it is our job).  It’s natural, it’s beautiful, and we know how to do it after much trial and error.  It’s interesting to me that I am willing to put the time and trial and error into his hair, but not mine. It’s also illuminating to me that, as a mother, there may be value in keeping my curls.  Maybe the answer is to straighten it now while my time is so compressed and then let it revert to curly when he’s a bit older and I acutally have time to do something with it (and he’s at the age where he notices these things).  Maybe it’s some other variation.  I simply know that in considering what was initially a simple question of should I or shouldn’t I, the question has become more complex.  I know that is the whole nature of parenting, though, and I am intrigued about where I’ll end up.

March 21, 2010 at 8:26 pm Leave a comment

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