The Mama Bear by Chairman Mom

In our “Women’s Work” course, Catherine challenged us to identify what kind of “witch” we are. Like, a “hedge witch” or a “green witch” or a “hearth witch” (Is that one a thing?). Cathy Brooks is definitely a pet witch. 

Mine was easy: I’ve become a hydration witch. 

I have never been into hydration, and I’m still terrible about drinking enough water. But a few months of desert living convinced me that a lot had to change when it came to my skin. I don’t think I even used a daily moisturizer before. Now I have a whole caldron of options.  Read more...

Doesn’t it feel like everything has been in retrograde for the last few years? 

Sigh. 

Maybe you need a “this stage in the multi-year pandemic” assist? 

Tonight we are hosting a free Zoom event about solving DINNER. Have you noticed that “solving dinner” was one of the most over-invested categories in the last wave of Silicon Valley — billions and billions of dollars in capital, mostly going to alpha bros who were going to solve dinner. 

Pop quiz: Do you know what you’re having for dinner tonight? More than 80% of people don’t on any given day.  Read more...

So, let’s talk about money. 

Here’s what Sallie Krawcheck – one of the most accomplished women in finance who still gets mansplained by VCs – recently told me about women and money: “I love men. I’ve been married to a couple of them…but if they had 200 years ago decided to keep women from having full power, they would have given us toxic messages around money. They would have taught us we were risk-averse. They would have taught us we’re no good with money. They would have taught us that we’re spendthrifts. They would have taught us it’s too many Manola Blahniks…those messages.” Read more...

Somehow Eli and Evie have $300. It’s a combination of an overly generous Tooth Fairy (in the form of a grandpa), various birthdays and holidays, and their pandemic swear jar. 

It’s a pretty staggering sum of money for two kids. And I was thinking about whether I should go take them to the bank to open an account or make it some sort of teachable money moment. 

Meantime, I’m working on round two of our new and improved Boss Up Your Finances course. I was doing an interview with Sallie Krawcheck about how investing is a vital FEMINIST ISSUE. And how the WEALTH GAP makes the salary gap look downright fair. (Black women have A PENNY of wealth for every dollar a white man has! A PENNY!!)  Read more...

Newsletter editor Lily here.

Welp, it hit me: I’m in a “yet another depressing winter in a pandemic” funk. I haven’t gotten Omicron to date, but considering that probably 70% of people I know have in the past month and a half, it feels like this awful inevitability just creeping up on me.

I had and still have a lot of plans for 2022, but I’ve had to admit that they’ve needed to shift a little bit. For example, I’m not going to the gym for the time being given outbreaks. This is, of course, coinciding with New York City having one of the coldest winters in the last three years, and training for my marathon in 12-degree weather isn’t what I had in mind. It’s a bummer, but I’m making it work. Read more...

In my COVID isolation, the sun came way, way out in Palm Springs, and I spent two weekend mornings with Radish in my yard fully soaking up all the vitamin D on offer reading the recent autobiography of Haley Mills. 

As a kid of the 1970s, I just absolutely love Haley Mills. She feels like my childhood as much as Burl Ives’ voice feels like Christmas. (Maybe not a surprise the underrated Summer Magic is one of my favorite Haley Mills movies?)

I love her voice so much. I love that her singing voice wasn’t perfect, but she still sang in every movie. I love that her skin wasn’t perfect, her nose wasn’t perfect, her teeth weren’t perfect, but somehow she was so perfect I wanted to be her. Her imperfection gave me confidence to also not be perfect. I thought she was so effortlessly elegant (even when she was being clumsy or making a face) and awesome.  Read more...

We are back to homeschooling. By choice, as I wrote about in yesterday’s newsletter, because I’m not a fan of the “Oh well, let’s just all get COVID! It’s mild!” new mindset sweeping a lot of California. 

Monday held the normal amount of first-day-back-at-remote-learning chaos. Figuring out logins. Nothing working right the first time. Trying this computer instead. Then there were morning meetings and alllll the meals. And more “Where are you supposed to be?”

By around 1pm, the kids were mostly done, and I grabbed my laptop and went to hide in my room to power through my long to-do list. At one point, Evie came in and asked if she could just hug me while I worked. “Two weeks is a long time to be away from your mom,” she said sweetly.  Read more...

Okay, here’s where I am as a mom right now.

After not even having an exposure in the last two years, I got Omicron despite being vaccinated and boosted, not leaving California, not seeing family for the holidays, and not going to a single holiday party. I don’t even go to grocery stores.

If I got it, a sh*t ton of folks did. 

Was I sick? Not really. Thanks, science! But a positive is a positive and it really disrupts life for a lot of people for weeks. That feels terrible. 

The data shows that mild or not, there are more COVID cases in Palm Springs right now than any time in the past two years. And we’re weeks away from even the most optimistic estimates of when this thing peaks.  Read more...

My New Year’s resolutions have taken a dramatic turn this year. 

There was a time when they were heavily about being a better mom. Then that all stopped because it became clear I was doing enough as a mom. 

Then there was a time they were very about hitting business milestones. And then that stopped because it was clear that revenue targets and fundraising were far less in my control than I hoped. 

There used to be a lot about eating habits and workout habits. 

In general, there were a lot of “shoulds.” Read more...

I grew up in the evangelical South. You don’t have to know much about me to know why I fled that life. 

But there’s one thing I heard in my Church of God Sunday school that stuck with me. That even fueled me. That I came back to again and again when the gaslighting of the patriarchy tried to weave its tentacles around me. That I shared with our “How to Be Self-Promotional” course and one woman told me it was the single thing that had stuck with her, nagged her, and changed her behavior as a result.  Read more...