Saturday It starts with the announcement that my favorite bookstore is having it’s $2 sale. Every book, no matter how old and beautiful or how new and shiny, is on sale. Comfortable shoes. Check. My two children. Check. My life’s savings. Check. As you’d expect, we spend a good deal of time browsing the shelves and boxes of books. I find…. too many. My Reason … Continue reading My Weekend: Books and Beaches
There’s a part of me that likes to see a high number in my drafts folder. There’s something soothing about not having to start from scratch. Knowing that something is needing you in order to feel whole, quite frankly, feels good. You therapists out there can analyze me if you like. Continue reading Why Your Drafts Folder Is Stacking Up
Part One: The door-to-door AT&T salesperson is a bona fide douche. So, the AT&T guy made himself quite comfortable in my home this evening. When I mention to him that he might be a murderer, which is perfectly normal, he laughs it off and says, “Why would I want to lie?” Ughhhh. Duhhhh. Cause you want to murder me. (I didn’t dare say rape and … Continue reading I Should Have Punched This Guy In the Lip
If you haven’t read my previous post on why this camping trip is going down, then check it out here. Ladies and gentlemen, I’m going to be honest. Last week, I was desperate for some sort of flashing beacon of hope that my son wouldn’t be swallowed up by life’s forces. Probably worse, that he would be living in my house jobless and addicted to … Continue reading This Weekend Camping with the Kids
This evening. I’m home alone. The kids are with their dad. I’m totally alone. I’m dancing in front of a mirror to Devil In Me by Anderson East. This is amazing. This is something of value. This is a gift. Continue reading To Singleness: A Late Night Post
Why am I delving so deeply into the realm of feelings? Well, I have this roll top desk. It’s driving me nuts. Continue reading Possible Future Hoarder?
So I’ve failed the Earth again. Not only have I forgotten my darned reusable grocery bags for, hell, I don’t know how many times, but Publix Supermarkets (emphasis on super) has run out of paper bags. Really Publix? Often when I ask my grocer for paper bags I feel like a nuisance because the cashier has to leave his or her post to go grab some from the … Continue reading An Earth-Loving Disgrace
I find that a lot of strife is caused by us not accepting that everyone has a unique personality. It isn’t always going to make sense to us, but it will make total sense to them. We can’t talk anyone into genuine change. Genuine change is an internal work. So it’s like this. I keep my aluminum foil in the pantry and my Ziploc sandwich … Continue reading Individuality: Look It Up
Walking into a thrift store for me is like that first big moment on a rollercoaster when you’re climbing up to the top and your mind is trying to make sense of, get a grasp of, what is going to happen. You can’t see over the threshold, but you pull at strings of ideas anyway. It’s a fearful moment and an exciting one. The thrift … Continue reading Thrift Shop, My Darling
For many, many years I felt guilty about something. It was a secret that I shared with only my closest friends. The dark secret was this: I didn’t feel comfortable in the role of motherhood. The idea of being a mom scared the woman out of me. This is natural, you may be saying. How about this? Even after I became a mom, I didn’t … Continue reading A Natural Parent.
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