by Michelle Lasley | Nov 24, 2021 | Family, Health, In the Home, One a Day, Post a Day 2021, The Balancing Act, The Green Life
Do your holiday meals feel like an invitation to bring out all the drama? Anytime we get people together, people who are different, we raise the chances of disagreements, arguments, and, well, just drama. So, here’s a shortlist of essential oils to reduce holiday drama.
by Michelle Lasley | Oct 3, 2021 | Family, Motherhood, One a Day, Parenting, Post a Day 2021, The Balancing Act, The Business Side
Well, we didn’t move. No move for us. We will be staying in the Pacific Northwest for an unknown amount of time. It could be the rest of the school year, and we try again in the spring, or if the kid thrives at school – we could be looking at another 4 years, minimum. Either way, right now, there is no move for us.
by Michelle Lasley | Jul 25, 2021 | Family, One a Day, Post a Day 2021, The Balancing Act, The Business Side
In 2007, we looked at where we were and where we wanted to be, and we decided in 10 years, we’d move. My husband moved here on a whim and wasn’t nearly as in love with the place as I was. 10 years would put a notch in some adult responsibility so we agreed. Well, when...
by Michelle Lasley | May 10, 2021 | Family, One a Day, Post a Day 2021, The Balancing Act, The Green Life
A conversation with Amber Cook on the Dragonfly Connection, where I talk about green dreams and raising my son in a new world.
by Michelle Lasley | Mar 25, 2021 | Family, Health, In the Home, One a Day, Post a Day 2021, The Balancing Act, The Green Life
Using essential oils for grief can help us walk through our pain in a way that can allow us to better manage in the world.
by Michelle Lasley | Sep 8, 2020 | Family
Peter and I were barely working between the two of us, he had been laid off and with struggles feeding Levi I was barely pulling 5 hours a week. We were at the DHS office applying for food stamps when Peter got the call that yes indeed TriMet was offering him a job. We had been at the DHS office since 7:20 am and we finally got home close to 10:30 am. We barely set our things down, relieved that there was more money in our future and we could at least buy food for our small family when the phone rang. It was my mother. It was one of those phone calls where you just know something is wrong, and how wrong it was. She asked if I was sitting down, and I think I sat down. She didn’t wait to tell me and simply said, “Cristi is dead.”