BEING BRAVE & BOLD: Dumping Self-Doubt

  /Bobbe White/6.13.18/ Recently, Sam Horn, Intrigue Agency, wrote about being Bolder in Boulder. She was entered into a 10K walk and almost let self-doubt demolish her plans. She asked us readers if we were being bold on our own behalf. I replied and she suggested sharing my reply, as others might relate. The last… Continue reading BEING BRAVE & BOLD: Dumping Self-Doubt

My Tee-Tee Tsunami

/6.6.18/Bobbe White/ When learning the speaking and writing business, we were taught, “Avoid speaking about bodily functions, seeing as everyone’s “ick” tolerance and privacy levels differ.” I’ve adhered to this advice for seventeen years in the business. No breastfeeding, colonoscopy or incontinence discussions found here. The only thing I might discuss would be: January 13th… Continue reading My Tee-Tee Tsunami

Pedaling My Tush Off

/bobbe white/5.22.18/     While in St. Louis, my daughter-in-law, Jenna, treated me to Cycle Bar for spin class. I spin occasionally and do other cardio workouts, so I was certain I could hold up for 45 minutes. Walking Lily used to be cardio, but, seriously, how many 77 year olds do you know who… Continue reading Pedaling My Tush Off

STRESS NO EVIL- 2018 experiment

Bobbe White-4/26/18/ RECAP: the three wise monkeys. Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil and See No Evil. Yes, I know you read about this months ago, but stress is one of those concepts everyone understands differently. We know stress is the devil incarnate to our bodies, our relationships, our work and our brains. So why… Continue reading STRESS NO EVIL- 2018 experiment

Why I Gave Him the Finger

To those I’ve interrupted, “Guilty as charged”.   It’s recommended that we find our “third place” to write, do taxes, work, read, pay bills, think, study, sketch, paint, workout or meditate. I tried a Third Place on Sunday.   What and where is your third place?   It’s not home, or work.   It is… Continue reading Why I Gave Him the Finger

January: from grief to great

For most of my life, January was the draggy, first month of the year. That was all. Then in early1988, January became the month that forever made me a better Bobbe. I found out I was pregnant. (Forgive me, in the olden days, we didn’t say, “We got pregnant.” It still confuses my brain.)  … Continue reading January: from grief to great

HaPpY dO yEaR!

Bobbe White   My extremely wise friend, Lisa Pemberton, says, “Ask not what are you doing, but ARE you doing?” She knows me well. If anything speaks my truth, this is it.   When our son, Nick, was a little pup, he’d ask many times a day, “Doing?” We would tell him, but he never… Continue reading HaPpY dO yEaR!

The Only Thing Normal in My Life…

Wtad.com/whitepages/11.17.17 Bobbe White It was one of those days, when the universe says, “Not so fast, Kid!” Life is easy peasy? Watch this…”  Most of my laundry piles were washed, but unfolded. There were a few piles of dirty laundry too. Hey, it’s been busy around here, okay?  I would do pile management Thursday evening… Continue reading The Only Thing Normal in My Life…

HERE SHE GOES AGAIN

/Wtad.com/whitepages/11.10.17/ Bobbe White, Head Corker “Here she goes again” are the words in a bubble (caption) that Jeff is playing on a continuous loop in his head lately. Most evenings and weekends, you’ll find me in a chair surrounded by oodles of wine corks. Wait…it’s not what you think. I am not obliterated, wasted or… Continue reading HERE SHE GOES AGAIN