I can’t get enough of this season. Except, well, the tree pollen that has turned my sinuses into twin rocks. And the seniors who are ready to bust out of the school like a boil getting ready to burst. I’m staring out the window at school all day. I want to play in the dirt … Continue reading »
Who’s Bringing Up Baby?
As I ambivalently entertain the idea of having another child, few concerns overwhelm me like the prospect of finding adequate and affordable child care. Well, that and whether or not I can handle another teenager. This article in The Atlantic doesn’t help. I have the luxury, now, of telling Colby to hitch a ride to … Continue reading »
Lost and Found II
It took me 15 minutes to find my car in the Target parking lot last week. Last night I couldn’t find my debit card. I figured it was in my car. I couldn’t find either of my credit cards, I figured I hid them and couldn’t remember the act of hiding them or where I … Continue reading »
I miss my couch.
It was a bacon-y kind of night at our house. The afternoon sun hits our living room just right, and when I sit down on our dog-pawed and dusty leather couch, I can extend my legs into the spot warmed by sunshine. I did this today. Eventually I had to get up and do what … Continue reading »
Dinner: Do’s and Don’ts
Early in our courtship, Matt and I found a strong common thread in the importance of family in our lives. Family dinner, for us, was non-negotiable. This happened early enough for me NOT to know how weird he thought my vegetarian chili was, but far enough in to know we were both serious about the … Continue reading »
Cliche as it may be, it’s the little things.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve realized that it often takes the teeniest, tiniest happening to throw you back into a world of suck. But on the flip side, the teeniest, tiniest things can keep you from sliding into the abyss. The world of suck is not my story to tell, but I need to … Continue reading »
Stretch Marks
Oh, my baby. Last week we celebrated Colby’s 12th birthday. His final birthday before he is truly and fully a teenager. This year we move from Caring for your School Age Child: Ages 5-12 to Get Out of My Life, But First Could You Take Me and Cheryl to the Mall. I started reading up … Continue reading »
Winter Photo Dump
That makes me giggle. Believe me, I am not becoming more mature or less impressed with scatalogical or vaginal humor thanks to this book. You should read it, but only if you won’t judge me and my love of it. Anyway. This is what’s been happening in our neck of the woods. Because I inherited … Continue reading »
Winter Dreaming
Last night it was Michelle Obama cutting my hair, and me teaching a class on symbolism. I’m not joking. I woke up at 10, 2, and 4. From approximately 10 p.m. to 2 a.m., Colby and I visited the White House, where Michelle gave me her signature bangs while Barack and the kids watched. Barack … Continue reading »
Push ‘Pause’
When people ask me how we’re doing, how life is, I inevitably reply “crazy” and then immediately feel like an asshole. Here’s the thing – we are living the same life most of you are living (or have lived through OR are quickly on your way to experiencing). I, WE, are no different … Continue reading »
