February 5, 2016

Snow-Kissed…Managing anger in a fairy tale life.

I remember the bulbs, squirrel eaten and buried upside down. They will have to fight their way through human error and forces of nature to open their faces to the sun. We planted them together my boys and I, looking ahead. Today the ground is snow-kissed..the bulbs blanketed in their sleep. Inside the boys are bundled in their own blankets, the plastic fleece gone from soft to pointed peaks with lots of laundering. I wonder what happened to cotton, why is it not the fabric of OUR lives. It washes Read more [...]
February 1, 2016

I never promised you a rock garden

He is refusing to come inside. This isn't the first time. He is still busy at the edge of the porch, small fingers scrabbling through what appeared to be dirt.  Pausing in the unusual spring sunlight I don't plead my case. Instead I stop to look and realized that my four year old is digging the grout out from our cobble walkways, separating grout into the paste part and the particulate. He has a small pile of rock to his right. He looks up at me as I wait, uncharacteristically patient, and rewards Read more [...]
January 28, 2016

Totally off limits

I often think I have no filter. There was the time I told my two year old about Hitler and he decided not to be Jewish. There was that other time I told my friend that her outfit wasn't flattering and had six months of misery trying to sort that out. I wrote about my semi step father's toe nails and almost alienated him. Whoops I might have done it again. I talk about money and sex. I told a friend about her boyfriend cheating and almost wiped out a 5 year relationship. The list goes on. There Read more [...]
January 26, 2016

Heavy Petting

Erik and Buckly
What kind of a person gives away her dog? The one she raised from a pup, who rode in the car with his arm on her shoulder like a giant canine parrot. The one who covered her face with kisses. The one who she insisted didn't smell like dog. Me, I guess. I also gave away a peeing cat...but that is another story. Buckley, named for Jeff of the soulful voice and youthful drowning, was my second attempt to get a guy. The first was building a bar, but it turns out the guys you meet at 1am on Read more [...]
January 19, 2016

The perils of a life without night vision.

Driving at night- nightblindness
I’m reading advice on writing and life by Anne Lamott. She writes the way I do, surrounded by her idiosyncrasies and mental oddities who at first try to keep quiet and then get restless and angry and fill her mind with their own mishegoss. I should probably say that I write like she does, as she is a renowned and well paid author, but first and forever I am me so forever I will put myself first. At least on the page. In any case she is sharing everything she has ever learned about writing in her Read more [...]
January 13, 2016

The friendship equation. Solving for the unknowns.

friends hiking
Outside of my family the person I see most is someone I haven’t spoken to in nine years. We don’t live in the same state anymore, but when I am in a certain state of mind he visits me, sometimes helpful, sometimes mocking, always too slippery to hold on to. For the first handful of years after our break up I nursed my pain. I was energized by the hot spike of indignation I felt when I told our story and his ultimate betrayal. I would tease out the ways in which he was wrong, the ways he failed Read more [...]
January 10, 2016

When did summer camp get so crazy?

I still don't know what I am going to be when I grow up but I CAN tell you were I will be Monday morning July 18th, 2016. Driving the camp carpool. How do I know that? By consulting my camp spreadsheet. That's right. I have run four businesses (not particularly well mind you) with less forethought and documentation than I devote to camp planning.  I know how crazy this is. I don't want to be part of this madness. Yet if Oliver wants to "Explore our Awesome Earth!!" at the Museum of Science and Nature Read more [...]
January 7, 2016

How to find 112 extra minutes in your day

I know there is something you are missing from your day. Perhaps it is meditation, reading an actual novel, taking a long walk,or sorting through your files...well maybe not sorting through your files. We all need a little extra time for ourselves. Think of the difference an hour would make. 7:00. Skip the snooze. Just admit when you get up and set your alarm for that time. Put the alarm across the room and get your butt out of bed. No snooze button means no sneaky second snooze. Studies also Read more [...]
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