Screaming
We are not a screaming family. Husband is quiet. I holler, but mostly happily / spastically [1]. The Kids as […]
Benefactors
People are kind. I know that’s not always the case. I know. I think of myself as kind, but I
Add it Up
Eighteen years ago, we started this adventure. And now, a short list (by the numbers) of what those eighteen years
The Eggs Are In the Basket
And once again, I have delivered a manuscript. Breathe with me, friends. Ahhhh. We shall see what Agent Meredith thinks
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Dear Blog,
I’m sorry I’ve been neglecting you, Blog. I know. There is no excuse for such behavior between friends. I know.
Breathing
I’m gasping a little, here Not drowning, exactly — Just feeling the water slapping against my chin. Working.Working.Workworkworking And not
Badger day
Sometimes the world seems big, out there past my (newly washed) windows. There are days when I think the whole
Baggie Ice Cream
**UPDATED TO GIVE BETTER MEASUREMENTS** (We tried it like the teacher gave it to us, and we all had a
Bring the Monday
Yesterday when we got to church, I looked up on the stand and saw my 10-year-old Kid 3 sitting there,
It’s More Stuff, at last.
Do you ever feel the need, the deep, deep NEED to be poetic or intellectual or (dare I say it?)
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