A wild life is worth living.
I sometimes forget that I live in Texas. Or, I forget that I don't live in the Texas I am accustomed to. I lived in Austin, which is full of rich people, hipsters, and tech people from California. I lived in El Paso, which is a flavor all its own way out on the elbow... Continue Reading →
Every year in Louisville, Kentucky, there's a four-day rock/metal festival called Louder Than Life. The catch is you have to buy your ticket before the lineup is announced or it'll sell out, and I was not even on the fence. I was behind the fence making no effort to cross. How could I commit to... Continue Reading →
In my new life I am trying desperately to figure out what I would do if I could go back in time and be young and carefree. Now that my children spend almost half their weekends with their dad, I have about 48 hours to be young and some responsible version of carefree every other... Continue Reading →
The last year has been an ever-humbling reminder that you can't do it all. Or, you can't do it all well. Attempting to scotch tape a social life together out of a handful of free hours makes for flimsy attachments and distracted parenting. Now that I have started working, I am again reminded that I'm... Continue Reading →
It is finally less oppressively hot in Houston, though no less humid. Hurricane season isn't over, and you still sweat when you so much as look out the window, but the weather is indeed changing. Halloween decor is going up around our neighborhood and big box stores have moved straight to Christmas decor. Most importantly,... Continue Reading →
There are bad changes that come with divorce, but there are also a lot of good changes that have surprised me. Lately, I've been thinking about traditions. We don't have to completely abandon the things we did before, but we also don't have to adhere to previously agreed upon rules anymore. Our lives are really... Continue Reading →
Crazy Horse I finally got back in the swing of posting this year and then disappeared for the summer. In order to have something to write about, I have to live a life worth recording. In my free time without the kids, I am building a life from scratch. When I was a kid and... Continue Reading →
I waited as long as I possibly could before getting a new doctor here in Houston. Call me crazy, but I absolutely loathe going to see a doctor when there isn't a pressing issue to tend to. If I am in reasonably good health, I'm only thinking about the fact that I have an incurable... Continue Reading →
The weekends and holidays spent without my kids these last nine months have left me feeling the way I imagine empty nesters feel - every waking moment is devoted to caring for your kids, and suddenly one day they're gone. At first you wander aimlessly from room to room, waiting for someone to need you,... Continue Reading →
In the last nine months I've been reaching out to old friends. I got married so young, and in order to seek out people who knew me before all that, I have to go way back. I've always been an awful pen pal. When I was little and moved away from friends every three or... Continue Reading →
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