Here’s the thing. Even when life is pretty rotten (and it so often is), it’s also incredibly wonderful (and so often is). This past weekend, my dear friend Alison (of Writing, Wishing) had her twins about six weeks early. They’re in the NICU but doing well, and for that I’m wildly grateful. Also this past weekend? P.J. and I took our kids apple picking. Now I ask you- even when life is at its toughest, how truly bad can things {Read More}
Grateful. But Not In Meme Form, No Sir.
September 8, 2014 By 3 Comments
I was recently tagged in one of those Grateful meme thingies on Facebook by one of my favorite (and way-backiest) friends and, while I don’t generally participate in those for just anyone, I’m gonna make an exception for the gal who met me on the first day of sixth grade. While I was clad in a floral jumpsuit. And she still decided to sit with me. Because that’s a friend, people. (Hi, Lori!) But because I’m just enough of a {Read More}
Half A Year Of Awesome.
June 19, 2014 By 12 Comments
Jasper, my impossibly grownup little baby- Happy six months, slugger. How have you been here for half a year already? I can’t believe how quickly you’ve morphed from a snoozing and cooing sweet potato into a grasping and scooting Boy Child. (Even allowing for the temporary breaks from sanity which occurred during that disturbing winter, these months went kinda fast.) My little Roo- my last small papoose- I am so aware of the fact that every new milestone with you {Read More}
A Round-Up In Pictures. (And Love.)
May 28, 2014 By 4 Comments
Pals, today I’m gonna skip the usual round-up of writin’s (except to say that Chicago peeps should really check out this MSI giveaway- ending tonight!) and give you the round-up of pix which thoroughly define this week. So. Pix Which Thoroughly Define This Week: Someone is enjoying his food. And is preeeeeetty proud of himself. (FYI, this picture sorta encapsulates every dinnertime…and room where food could possibly be served…and at least nine outfits.) On Saturday, I celebrated six years of {Read More}
Five Months Old. Now With Added Holiness!
May 19, 2014 By 10 Comments
My favorite little boy, Happy five months, slugger. Five months is huge. And you are huge- in size, in moxy, and in smiles for days. Here’s what we know (and appreciate/fear/respect) about you: You have impeccable timing. This is very good. This is also very, very bad. Like the other day before your baptism, when I knew you had yet to poop (for close to 48 hours) yet I chose to dress you in your adorable yet rather thin seersucker suit and {Read More}
Rest In Peace.
March 31, 2014 By 37 Comments
Early Sunday morning, the world dimmed a bit. It became a touch quieter, a little less celebratory, and forever changed for those who knew and loved my Uncle Felix. He lost his battle with cancer yesterday. But even that sounds wrong- saying it was a battle- because it wasn’t. It was an ambush. An unprovoked hostile attack against a brave man who said, You know what? Forget* you, cancer, I’m not going to spend what time I have left hooked up {Read More}
Two Months Old. And Off To College.
February 20, 2014 By 10 Comments
Hey there, Jasper- You’re two months old. Already. And finally. In some ways it seems like time is screaming past; mere seconds ago I was laughing at the knowledge of you in the recovery room and now you’re practically walking. (Okay, not really. But you’re clearly physically gifted- anyone can see that.) In other ways it feels like you’ve been here forever and always; in our hearts and faces and laps. The time spent with you since your arrival has {Read More}
The Secret To Valentine’s Day.
February 13, 2014 By 10 Comments
I’ve had some pretty spectacular Valentine’s Days in the past. Romantic ones. Quiet ones. Ones where the evening cost way too much money, and others where it barely cost a dime. Thusly, I kinda consider myself an expert. And as such, I’ve figured out the perfect formula: Have more than one Valentine with whom to spend the day. I actually have four. They all celebrate with me in very different ways- although none of them particularly ascribe to the diamonds {Read More}
