(I know, I know. It has been forever since I posted. You're fine. Deep breaths.) I just waged war against the animal kingdom. I'll keep you posted on whether I win or not. In the meantime, know that it started with a hard-fought battle in the wee hours of the night and that many, many… Continue reading Under Attack
Goddess of May
In late April a few years ago, I was coming home from work and noticed something. With the windows down, driving over the ridge just past the river, I noticed that the coltish, freshly bloomed youth of Spring in April was giving way to something more mature, something richer. Over the past few nights I… Continue reading Goddess of May
Lovely & Hateful Things, Parts Dos
Things I Hate, continued... (really #47, but I'm too lazy to figure out how to start back a cleanly numbered list at 47 and not 1) hearing people chew (it's just gross) know-it-alls (This is so hard for me, because I am one, and I know this, but I don't like it when other people… Continue reading Lovely & Hateful Things, Parts Dos
Things I Love (because life should be balanced and because I was told I have to write this next)
Starburst jelly beans cheap wine expensive wine the fact that just because I love wine people will think I'm a lush (I'm totally not. I have a glass - maybe two - every other day or less. My doctor told me it's one of the best things I can do for myself as long as… Continue reading Things I Love (because life should be balanced and because I was told I have to write this next)
Things I Hate (or, that make me want to poke my eyes out) Part One
feelings (see previous post) hamburgers (Okay, so once every three or four months I'll crave a thickburger from Hardee's or something, but then I'm done.) also, meatloaf (only bread should come in a loaf) pushy people doing the dishes having plans made for me without being consulted being told what to do (see #4) being… Continue reading Things I Hate (or, that make me want to poke my eyes out) Part One
We Don’t Do That Here
I've been exploring and talking a lot about my feelings over the past couple of weeks. I hate doing that. I'm not good at it; it's incredibly inconvenient because if I talk about them I have to reflect on them and if I reflect on them I have to admit I'm not perfect and that… Continue reading We Don’t Do That Here
How to Throw a Solid Pity Party
*Note: this is not meant to be serious - mostly.* I have always loved to make lists. I write them on Post-its daily, on the refrigerator (which I use as a whiteboard), on napkins, and during a brief stint in elementary school, I would even write them on walls. And I haven't included one here,… Continue reading How to Throw a Solid Pity Party
On Horses, Hijinks, and What Happens When I Go Home
So, I was super busy with life and parenting and life and stuff over the weekend, but in case you missed it, here's what happened: Saturday: the Kentucky Derby Sunday: Mother's Day Here’s the thing: the Kentucky Derby is one of my favorite days/things (ever) that we do in my home state. We grow up… Continue reading On Horses, Hijinks, and What Happens When I Go Home
Mother’s Day as a Step-parent
As I sit here, the sounds of my 11-year-old son and my husband wrestling the daylights out of each other (and probably injuring an arm and a kidney or two between them) are literally vibrating through the house, followed by squeals of delights and the yowls of defeat (mostly coming from my husband, it seems).… Continue reading Mother’s Day as a Step-parent
All of My Selves Are Crazy and We’re Cool With That
Since learning to adult over the past couple of decades, it has come to my attention how often absolutely stupid thoughts wander from around the bend of the ol' cerebrum, spin around a few times in the frontal lobe, and then meander on through the cracks in the brain-to-mouth filter to vocally exit the building… Continue reading All of My Selves Are Crazy and We’re Cool With That
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