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 →
Perks
The beginning of a relationship is worlds away from how it ends. Even the less pretty days in the trenches are not an accurate foreshadowing of how it will look when you hear the death knell. It's never fair to compare something new to something road-tested. While my experience with new relationships wouldn't fill an... Continue Reading →
Damsel
Becoming a parent will turn your life completely upside down. You suddenly have this creature for whom you must perform many roles - safe space, nurturer, provider, protector. Becoming a single parent means performing all the roles when your children are under your care. You have to switch between being the gentle parent, the tough-love... 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 →
October is Canceled
There's an episode of Friends where Ross is seeing things all around town that remind him of his first date with Carol, which happened several years ago on that day. He says they eat stone fruit and its supposedly fall, which seems ridiculous, but that's not the point. The point is: you can be skipping... 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 →
What’s in the Box?
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 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 →
Go It Alone
A common refrain when encouraging a woman who is newly single is "go do whatever you want! You do you, Boo." But as any woman knows, you can't just go do whatever you want. New Orleans is a reasonable drive from Houston, and I hadn't been there in many years. When a couple friends, who... Continue Reading →