The holidays are bittersweet. I enjoy the time with our family, the traditions, and the dip into nostalgia, and I also begrudge the expectations, the relentless pressure, and the sense that no...
Since I was 14, I've been hustling in some form or fashion. Jobs, school, internships, some such combination of it all. It feels strange to say that I have been an informally employed mama since...
Birthdays are hard. I can't help but feel all that's gone, and still, there's plenty good remaining. To be 43 is to see that meaning. If you've been in the ExOr space, you've likely deduced that I...
Yesterday was glorious. I focused a full day on ExOr. I moved, ate well, and power napped. I was mostly patient and present with my kids. Then, I got to go with a dear friend to see Brandi Carlile...
I am feeling stuck. Wildly excited by all that I want to do, constantly reminded of all that I have to do, and newly overwhelmed by all the other parts requesting that I make the space to do. For...
It's that time of year again. Summer is rapidly concluding and the school year, with all its possibilities, is directly ahead. It's a time that always makes me nostalgic, reflective, maybe even a...
You have two choices. ~ Bob Overton, my dad
That’s what Extraordinary the Ordinary is… a space that encourages the practice of taking 15 minutes to make even the most mundane more meaningful