A wild life is worth living.
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 →
I was sitting in a doctor's office this morning when I noticed a glob of children's toothpaste smeared on the back of my hand. It had been hours since I'd brushed the kids' teeth, so I only knew what the sticky goop was because it was blue and smelled like fake fruit. It was a... Continue Reading →
I took some time off from the blog to focus on my intense anxiety around my kids returning to school, but before I write about that I want to focus on my city for a minute. I've moved around my whole life. It's what I expect for the rest of my life, even though my... Continue Reading →
For weeks I've been posting reliably on Mondays and Wednesdays, so even though we are preparing for our first family visit in 13 and a half months (but who's counting) and have a lot to do, I didn't feel like I should just skip today. At the same time, posting a blog a day after... Continue Reading →
A lot of people are getting ready to receive a nice check from the federal government to offset the hardship they are experiencing because of the pandemic. For some its a bonus, because they are essential and haven't lost their jobs. For others it's a bandaid on punctured hull, and it won't cover the month's... Continue Reading →
Another day, another mass shooting, and all you weak-ass hillbillies are like, “meh, nothing can be done! Everyone gets a gun, it's in the constitution!” I'm so sick and tired of this shoulder-shrug answer to our gun violence epidemic in this country. This is the shining city on the hill, the land of opportunity, the... Continue Reading →
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