Winter is the season wherein getting me to go anywhere is nearly impossible. There is whining, excuses and sometimes I just sit down on the couch and refuse to move. It isn’t pretty but it is fun. At least for me. This winter I attempted to learn to knit. I totally failed but there’s always next year. Read more
This is where we talk about what it means to care for our homes and ourselves and any other humans (and/or animals) lucky enough to share those spaces with us.
When Older Son was young my constant refrain to him was, “Careful!”
Now that he is an adult I say, “Be thoughtful” which is pretty much white noise to someone who is 23. All they have are thoughts. Being young is a lot of work, you have an entire personality ot build.
I’m 46. I’m pretty much built. Everything is either hardening into place or just getting worse. But for young adults, it’s all thinking and building and becoming all the time.
Exhausting. Read more
Taking care of people is hard. It can be deeply rewarding, but let’s face it, it’s also really, really hard. Whether it’s children, elderly parents, sick spouses, special needs family members, or even ourselves, taking care of human beings requires a tremendous amount of energy. And yet for mothers and other caregivers, we do it every, single day, often with little recognition or appreciation. Read more
When someone you love dies you realize that time is no longer of the essence. It returns to what it was when you were a kid, elastic and often oppressive. It goes too fast or too slow. No one seems in charge of it and so you are swept along in the wake, starting and stopping on a schedule you don’t understand and no one can explain. Read more
This week marks the first anniversary of Felicia and I writing these little notes and sending them out into the universe. Time flies when you have no idea what you’re doing.
Going back over the past year of posts, I am very proud of what we have accomplished. Sure, the grammar gets a little dicey and I really need to shorten my sentences but on the whole, well done us! Read more
Most seasoned parents face their kids’ medical emergencies with a calmness generally unavailable to new parents. My neighbors are new parents. A few weeks ago I met them coming back from the urgent care with their 2 year old son. They looked haggard. Read more
When I look in the mirror, I see my mother’s face. I knew this would happen. I share a remarkable amount of physical characteristics with her. My hands look so much like hers, I used to joke that when I looked at them, I felt the urge to smack myself for my generally disrespectful tone of voice. I have a mole near my left shoulder that is exactly the same as the one my mom had. And, despite the fact I am taller and paler than she ever was, I look exactly like her. EXACTLY. Read more
Hello New Year! I am writing this on December 31st with Barbara WaWaWalters sitting on my lap. But wait, what if the New Year does not arrive? Have I jinxed it? Has my time as an insignificant speck of humanity on a speck of dust in a vast galaxy come to an end and I am now super powerful? Read more
Older Son adopted a dog! See photo above. I am so excited I can’t stand myself. We moved a lot when I was a kid so we didn’t have a lot of your standard pets. My mom bought me a parakeet once but I was very afraid of it. We had fish but fun as they were to watch, petting and fetch were not an option. My mom was always feeding these crazy ginger stray cats that she named Morris, I think in total there were 5 of them over the years, but they were basically feral and liked only her. We finally got an indoor cat when I was in high school. His name was Stanley and if you petted him just right he would drool. And as an adult I had two cats, Muriel and Tony. More about them later. But a dog is a different pet all together.Read more
It is a tradition in my family to move a fully decorated Christmas tree. Most every woman in my family has done it once (I think my aunt Wanda did it twice but that is because she has moved over 50 times.)
I’m sure if you spend a few minutes thinking about it, you too will come up with some similarly deranged holiday tradition your family engages in.