Recently, a friend of mine has been posting videos of a stray cat that has been coming regularly into her yard. A little history about me: I love animals. I’ve grown to tolerate cats. Something about them has always made my hair stand on end. Maybe it’s the way they quietly creep around a house and pop up behind me on the sofa back with … Continue reading The Stray Cat and My Cold Heart
Being a parent means the window seat will never be yours again. Continue reading The Window Seat and Parenthood
This afternoon my daughter’s 3rd grade teacher called me personally to tell me how proud she was of my daughter’s progress this year, and the progress that they made as a class. As a mom and teacher, I appreciate this. When I informed her that she was with her father this week, and that I could email him the details of our conversation. As a … Continue reading Unexpected Praise
I’m a sporadic sort. Flighty, inconsistent, unreliable. I’m a free-spirit damn it! I’m not ashamed of it, but I am often ashamed of the consequences of it. When it comes to my failures at being a lady, the thing that shows my inconsistency more than anything else is probably the condition of my nails. Continue reading Pointing with my knuckles.
I want to scream. I’m standing in the kitchen next to my mom who’s fixing me a plate. She’s taking forever, as usual Continue reading Taking It Slow