It has certainly been a big year in the Wild Things household. All three of my children are flourishing in Houston, making good friends and excelling in school. As their personalities continue to take shape, I find it remarkable how different three kids from the same gene pool can be. My oldest is clever, funny,... Continue Reading →
Spilled Milk
Life is clumsy. Sloppy. Bogged down in minutiae and an onslaught of tasks, you forget yourself, let alone your partner. Something will suffer, and parents usually choose their kids as a priority when it all becomes too much. When the mail piles up, you open the bills first. When you are overextended, you take care... Continue Reading →
Where Are The Wild Things?
You can't actually do it all. Now that I'm working, things are falling through the cracks, and the first to go were Mom's pet projects. I attempted to continue a weekly post here, private writing, light writing for work, professional organizing in people's homes, making holidays magical, caring for three children, cooking for fun, and... Continue Reading →
The Pictures Tell The Story
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 →
Work It
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 →
A Season of Change
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 →
A Very Merry Unbirthday
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 →
In Defense of Stillness
I have more free time in this new life I've created, and that's not always a good thing. Since the end of my marriage I have done my best to fill my time with things that bring me joy whenever possible. At first I was packing the house to relocate so I barely sat down... Continue Reading →
Move It
Farewell, old house! I love to relocate. I moved a lot as a kid, and after I've lived somewhere three years, I start to wonder what's next. We moved around because of my dad's job, and my husband doesn't have the same kind of job, so moving around isn't as necessary (once we moved to... Continue Reading →
A Small Slice of Grief
The holidays were hectic, and bled into January with family arriving to celebrate a third Christmas, followed by preparations for my daughter's birthday (2/2) and my husband's birthday (2/14). And then my grandmother died. It's become a sort of bleak tradition that I write something when there is a death in the family. My paternal... Continue Reading →