I wrote last week about an experience I'd had visiting my parents in the Midwest and briefly (oh so briefly) mentioned that you should remind me to get back to the thing about no fences. To my surprise a few of you did.Imagine that.And I was planning to say something about itright here.at my blog.where … Continue reading the one with no fences…
Category: family
last night…
Last night, let me tell you, last night was a bad night. It wasn't good. Wasn't fun. Not so great. It was tough. Lets not pretend I think it was the toughest night, believe me there are millions of people who had a worse night than we did. No one here died, no one was … Continue reading last night…
the strange thing about estrangement…
I may have spoken before about how close I am with my family, and that would be the truth, mostly. My husband and I, we're very close. It's not uncommon for people to marvel at, gag at, be suspicious of or disbelieve our saccharine sweetness. Or our hot tempers. We have passion, in our agreements … Continue reading the strange thing about estrangement…
impact
Yesterday as I sat in my neighbor's backyard chatting about this and that, watching our children play I noticed a bird house tucked into a tree. An old birdhouse, white and blue and faded with age but well built, love went into it. At the peak of it's roof was a cross making me think … Continue reading impact
post election day rainbow…
Last night was the election. Anybody want to guess what happened???By the by, as I write this my Internet connection is DOWN. I think there is a plague, I don’t know if I will even be able to post again. I may have to leave my hermit hut and head over to a coffee shop … Continue reading post election day rainbow…
chalk it up to love…
Today my mom, who's been staying with us for 2 weeks, went home. Sigh.Tap tap tap.Sigh.I can't express how different things are when Nana's here. It isn't just the lack of privacy, champagne stoppers in the wrong drawer, good knives in the dishwasher, early morning babysitting, quiet evenings or the seemingly unending maid service either... … Continue reading chalk it up to love…
mama me…
Today I am mama Kaos with the sick baby. Yes she is very nearly 5 years old but if you have a kid (or a spouse) I am sure you know that when they are sick they are your baby (or a baby) all over again. As I am writing to all you good folks … Continue reading mama me…
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