(just a random photograph of my farmer’s market zinnias) Tomorrow, it’s August. And that means it is the month that I turn 35. I am not looking forward to this birthday at all. Hilary finally made me realize, last year, that birthdays are not, on the whole, happy occasions for me. That has historically had [...]
I haven’t been able to get Aidan’s thoughtful post yesterday about the ways memory holds and haunts us out of my head (I guess it is holding and haunting me). What strikes me, though, as I run through my own most prized and cherished memories, is how often they are not from the Big Days [...]
Wow, nobody’s sleeping around here tonight. Grace just emerged from her room, plaintively complaining that her bug bites hurt. Another way that she’s my daughter. Seriously, to keep bugs away either choose a citronella candle or invite me. I can’t count the number of times someone standing next to me has exclaimed, “Wow! There are [...]
As I was driving to our various and sundry camps this morning, I asked my children what they wanted to listen to in the car. “Johnny Cash!” opined Whit. “That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas!” shouted Grace. Frankly I’m sort of surprised. I thought Grace was more the dark and brooding type, [...]
My Trader Joe’s shopping cart this afternoon.With apologies to people who don’t like lists. It’s all I’ve got today. Things I am not good at: EatingSleepingPaying attentionBeing patientBeing presentRiding in a car (tip: don’t go on safari)Driving a carLaundryWalking without trippingDetailsGrowing fingernails without chewing themLeaving blemishes alone (blemishes? me? of course not)Running without limpingTalking to [...]
Lest you think Whit is the only aesthete around here, please note Grace’s chosen sleeping attire last night. Email this post
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I read about the case of New Jersey Division of Youth and Family Services v. V.M. and B.G. with horror. The story of a laboring woman refusing a cesarean section and, as a direct result, having her newborn daughter (healthy after a vaginal delivery) removed from her custody shocks me. She was declared to have [...]
See this charming boy delivering flowers to his mother? Oh he was very dear this morning, for about an hour or two. Slept until 8 (after a 5:15 am wakeup crying that I had forgotten to put him to bed – so exhausted was he last night that apparently he blacked out during the extended [...]
