Black Friday and beyond Happy Black Friday, everyone! Ready to do more? Today kicks off a huge shopping weekend which steamrolls into Cyber Monday…and then Giving Tuesday! With all of the opportunities to buy, I was thinking of ways to do things like, you know, give back…reduce waste…teach some good ol’ fashioned values to my Google-at-their-fingertips kiddos… And then Suzy totally schooled me. The kids’ elementary school is in the midst of a holiday toy drive and the girls asked {Read More}
Politically cheated, globally exhausted.
November 8, 2018 By Leave a Comment
Politically cheated. Sometimes I feel cheated. Specifically, I feel politically cheated. But hear me out as to why. I never planned on being eyeballs-deep into American policies and relations and amendments and candidates with- jeebus– horrific skeletons in their Terrible Person closets. Don’t get me wrong- civics class was fun. I wrote a pen pal letter to Chelsea Clinton in 1992. Heck, touring the FBI’s headquarters in D.C. was a highlight of my nerdy, nerdy, in-love-with-Mulder youth. But otherwise? I {Read More}
I remember being so afraid. (A birthday story.)
November 1, 2018 By Leave a Comment
Nora Jane, You are now nine years-old. Nine, if you’re not aware, is a bonkers age. (For me, mainly. I’m sure you’re perfectly fine with it.) I remember nine. I remember arranging my prized collection of porcelain dolls by height and dress and general interest- you know, the collection you inherited and now arrange by height and dress and general interest? I remember watching ‘Quantum Leap’ (a wholly brand-new show) with your Pop and how both of us agreed it {Read More}
Procrastination. Or, A List of Things I Am Doing Right Now.
October 25, 2018 By Leave a Comment
Ways I am embodying “procrastination” today (And, in embracing procrastination, the ways I’m avoiding actual work, housework, or any other kind of work.) (A true story.) Staring off into the middle distance. Staring off into the nearish distance. (Seeing my coffee cup and reheating it.) Checking Facebook. Refinishing a table. <—(Aggressive avoidance, right there. However, the table looks fantastic.) Marveling at red, autumnal trees. Wondering why we don’t have red, autumnal trees in front of our home. Googling trees. Literally {Read More}
Writing. Or, why I bother.
October 11, 2018 By 4 Comments
I’ve missed writing. I’ve missed writing a brain-splat of wordy words and half-formed feelings and one-liners that, really, don’t fit quite right anywhere else. Slices of life and sweet, tiny little memories I panic about forgetting (like, “2am, covered in sweat” panicking), and the sort of written proof that I was here and most decidedly more than a chauffeur or shoe-finder in this season of life. Which is why I’m writing again in this space. Which is also why I’m {Read More}
You Are. (A love letter to Susannah Mae.)
October 4, 2018 By Leave a Comment
Oh my Susannah sunshine. You are so much (and getting so much more by the day). And on this day, this awesome day… You are a hand on the hip, an eye roll comedic enough to keep you out of trouble, and a muttered aside that Vaudeville would’ve killed for. You are first in line for the mechanical bull– and a bolstering crossing of yourself followed by a whispered, “You’ve got this.” (And you did. And, in that moment, you {Read More}
Distracted, disconnected & more than a little disgusted.
September 20, 2018 By Leave a Comment
I am so distracted. (I am SO distracted.) After writing that sentence I stared off into the middle distance for, well, I didn’t look at the time because I was thinking about pizza- but I’m sure it was longer than either the staring or the pizza thoughts warranted. Anyway. I am distracted. This post was originally going to be a grab bag of thoughts regarding social media rabbit holes and the constant noise of Awful Things…but it’s not that. Not {Read More}
September feelings and missing my kids.
September 13, 2018 By 2 Comments
Happy September! I’ve missed you, friends! (And, to be honest, I’ve missed me-as-blogger. Which makes this summer’s experiment a success!) There’s so much- and so many feelings- to catch you up on. Let’s start with: Oh, September. First days of school make me maudlin. Not because I get all “where did my babies goooo” (which I sometimes do), but because it reminds me of all of the moments that have blown by and all of the moments that’ll blow by {Read More}
