In The Rooms Is 7 years old And Celebrated In Washington DC

  This past weekend I had the good fortune to attend the Unite To Face Addiction event in Washington DC. InTheRooms was one of the sponsors and we shared the Wellness Tent with our good friends Tommy Rosen, Nikki Myers and Jameson Monroe. We’ve worked hard on this event for 4 months. We’ve sent emails, newsletter articles, and live video meetings interviewing the promoters. InTheRooms members provided one of the largest number of signups to the event! A week before the concert, however, Hurricane Joaquin surfaced, and threatened the cancellation of the entire show! On the day of the concert, the temperatures dipped into the 50’s with steady brisk winds and dark gray skies throughout the day. It was so amazing to see it all come together, but the best part of this event for me, was to meet you, our members! We got to meet new friends and ITR… Continue reading

My DC Trip – Unite To Face Addiction Rally

Me getting to DC last weekend for the Unite To Face Addiction rally took all the planning of a large scale military operation. Organizing childcare, trying to fund it, booking flights – and then of course there was the hurricane scare. Would I even get out of Ireland without being sucked into the vortex of a tornado over the Atlantic somewhere? However, all was well and I headed to the airport for my five day trip with enough clothes to last a month. It was to be a jam packed few days. Not only would I be attending the rally on Sunday and meeting my www.intherooms.com family face to face for the first time, but I’d be meeting Jake Parent, Author and Editor of the online book I’m part of called Hearts & Scars – 10 Human Stories of Addiction, and taking part in a panel discussion for its launch.… Continue reading

Me…..Progressing

It seems like everyone has a story to tell.  My social media news feeds are littered with links to blogs describing stories of wedding planners gone mad, and kids’ crayons melted into car seats.  I guess you can say I’m hopping on that wagon, in more ways than one.  The only difference is, I’m sharing a less glamorous portrayal of life.  I don’t have kids, I’m not a cook, and I don’t have the end all cure for cellulite.  I’m writing for those of us who struggle with something a lot less cute than a crying two-year old.  I’m writing about my story of a relationship that is high maintenance, kicks you when you’re down, yet you can’t seem to leave it.  A relationship that goes by many names, and manifests itself in people of all shapes and sizes.  I’m writing this with the hopes of helping anyone out there,… Continue reading

A Trip Home

December 5th, 2013 at 3:44pm, the weather man says it’s going to be clear and sunny till next Thursday with temperatures in the sixties after today. I finished packing up the bike, grabbed a sausage and biscuit, cup of jo, kiss and hug and hit the road. Thirty nine degrees and cloudy, and the biggest decision for me to make – what route to take to Alabama? Right or left? I choose right toward Highway 10 – the long way. Dragging floorboards on the twisties going up the highway, I knew it was goanna be a good ride. Rolling down 412 East across the Northern hills and valleys of beautiful Northern Arkansas. Small towns, narrow roads, low valleys while running the ridges, twisting the throttle back leaning heavy into the curves. Vance and Hines sung the song of my native people, stopping only for gas and occasional bathroom breaks. Coming… Continue reading