Sally Bjornsen

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Sally Bjornsen

Sally Bjornsen is an author, mother, and advertising entrepreneur. She lives in Seattle with her husband, son and two stepsons.&nbsp; When she's not working or mothering you can find her reading a New Yorker or a Vanity Fair and noshing on a carb.&nbsp; Sally has a writing blog <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.sallybjornsenwrites.com">www.sallybjornsenwrites.com</a> and a work blog <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.sallyreps.blogspot.com">www.sallyreps.blogspot.com.</a>&nbsp;

Stories by Sally Bjornsen

Okay, so here’s the deal. I have always been attracted to tall, dark, handsome men. It also helps if they are smart, witty, and laugh at my...
I work on middle earth. I have just finished watching the Lord of the Rings film trilogy with my seven-year-old son and he is obsessed with the idea...
I have been kicking around an idea (in a great pair of clogs) for a while now. It goes like this ... no clothing purchases for a year. Could I do it...
I attended the BlogHer conference in Chicago last week. For those of you who have never heard of BlogHer, it’s the largest women’s...
I was staring down at the clumps of cat hair and runaway Legos that my old Hoover kept spitting up, when it occurred to me that what I really needed...
I am slightly, just slightly embarrassed to say that I don’t really know how to clean my house. Oh no, poor me, right? I sound like a big,...
Last weekend I was in Bend, Oregon for a girl’s getaway with my friends Chris and Nancy. At the end of the trip, and on our way to the...
I have recently and reluctantly retaken up cycling; I guess you could call it recycling. I say reluctantly not because I don’t enjoy cycling or...
A recession is when your neighbor loses his job. A depression is when you lose your job. (Anonymous Economist) Last week, a friend of mine was laid...
I got a promotional e-mail today from a tanning establishment in my neighborhood. They are celebrating Cinco de Mayo and their four-year corporate...
Last night as I was rummaging around in my closet looking for something to wear, it occurred to me that I have given, thrown, or recycled a lot of...
Today my six-year-old son made a pronouncement, “I figured out what work is?” My husband and I looked at him with curiosity, since...
I went to the gym this morning and rode the stair stepper. I say rode because that thing takes me for a ride every time. I nearly broke my arm on it...