The boys' birthdays have led to our great return to society as infection rates drop in our area - my oldest requested a trip to Chuck E Cheese in August (a weekday and remarkably empty) and my second child asked to go to a similarly expensive but more physical climby-jumpy-sweaty kiddie palace for his big... Continue Reading →
Personally Responsible
My five year old came home sick on the sixth day of school. He had forgotten his allergy meds that morning so at first we all thought his congestion was the result of a missed dose, and he asked for his Zyrtec as soon as we walked in the door. From there he got worse.... Continue Reading →
At Long Last
Kids can be excited to go back to school and also pretty nervous. My kids' school closed down early in the pandemic and I was so grateful for the option to continue their education through virtual learning. We were on spring break when things started to get bad in other parts of the state, and... Continue Reading →
A Different Swamp
The week the world began to panic about COVID-19, we were in Houston visiting my in-laws. We drove straight home to El Paso, not wanting to have any contact with potential super-spreaders before we could hide out in our house for a while. "A while" turned out to be about fifteen months. This week, we... Continue Reading →
Comedy of Errors
I fear this has become a blog of complaints, where I whine about customer relations and admin and medical problems, but if you aren't a person with chronic issues, you may not have any idea what goes into the process of staying alive. My oldest kid is allergic to peanuts, which I know because when... Continue Reading →
Indoor Kat
On Saturday I got my first dose of the Pfizer vaccine, which meant I had to drive forty minutes into the center of town to the building we use for concerts and livestock events. When I say we haven't left the house, I'm not attempting performative precautions. We pick up groceries if we can't get... Continue Reading →
Get In Line
I don't think I need special treatment as a person with an incurable illness. I mean, if a law was passed to allow anyone with an autoimmune disease to cut the lines at Disney World, I would ride Space Mountain until I puked, but I wouldn't demand that law be passed in the first place.... Continue Reading →