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}
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}
Today. (A story of love & sunshine, not in that order.)
April 12, 2018 By Leave a Comment
Today. Today I was going to do work. Real work. A lot of real work. (The kind that pays real money.) I was also going to clean. A lot. For absolutely no money whatsoever. But then. The sun came out. And the temps leapfrogged into the low 70s. (For the first time in eight hundred million years.) And Jasper asked me to go to the park. (And he’ll only be four years old for about seventeen more seconds.) It’ll snow {Read More}
“Because I said so.” (And so did the #StreamTeam.)
August 22, 2017 By Leave a Comment
Disclosure: As a member of Netflix’s Stream Team, I get to watch a ridiculously wonderful amount of programming and call it RESEARCH. (Oh, and share it with you.) Although I’m compensated, all thoughts, opinions, and last words are entirely my own. *** This may come as no humongous surprise, but I enjoy arguing. Oh, not when someone’s being aggressive in traffic or if I think someone’s, like, thinking mean thoughts about me— I’m way too non-confrontational for those sort of {Read More}
Time travel and being present
August 17, 2017 By Leave a Comment
The other day, I took the kids to our neighborhood park. They were so full of energy and I was…so not. While they played I perched on the low perimeter wall and played eyeball Double Dutch as the three of them ran from slide to tire swing to climbing structure. But then I saw a mother who was so into what her baby was doing, seeing, feeling, and experiencing at that very moment in that very playground and, instead of {Read More}
