When my husband Keoni and I met (in Rehab, of all places!) he was 52 and I was 34. We tend to get reactions from people when we’re out arm-in-arm; it’s an inverse bell-curve, where reactions are heavily loaded at the ends of the spectrum rather than the middle. He either gets fist-bumps, or snide … Continue reading Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
Tag: Language
A Smashmatician Ponders Relative Time
Galileo and Newton measured linear time with pendulums and water clocks—and that type of time measurement is one I can wrap my head around. Einstein had more flexible ideas about time and relativity, and though I confess the physics of Einstein-time are fuzzier to me, there has to be something to it, just based on … Continue reading A Smashmatician Ponders Relative Time
Amazing Grace, how sweet the SOUNDS
When my youngest daughter was born, I didn't know if I'd get to keep her. She arrived three months early, weighing in at just over two pounds, and I scrapped her intended middle name in favor of "Grace"--if she stayed with us, it would be entirely a matter of Grace. In her three months … Continue reading Amazing Grace, how sweet the SOUNDS
Wearing a Party-Tail
I was rummaging through some old notebooks today, trying to find the lyrics to a song we loved as kids–”If everybody had a tail and chose its shape and size“… What I found instead was a pair of pages written about a decade ago, reflecting on the different personalities with which I seemed to write … Continue reading Wearing a Party-Tail
Boxers & Blugs
I recently took the FaceBook quiz, “What kind of underwear are you?” Please don’t ask me why I would do such a thing. (Ironically, I hit cancel rather than let the results post to my FB page—because I didn’t want people to know I was so silly. But here we are…) I’m sure you can … Continue reading Boxers & Blugs
A worm by any other name would be… a Hobbit
Our son Christian is NOT a "Chris." He doesn't even acknowledge "Chris" as a version of his name--doesn't respond to it at all. I had to explain that to his first T-ball coach (not because I'm a fussy mom who insists on a full name--in fact, I had assumed when I named him that he … Continue reading A worm by any other name would be… a Hobbit
Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…
Why is it...that when our digital devices are syncing, we don't throw them life preservers? Why is it...that everyone has a "bucket list" of things they want to do, but nobody talks about the Fuckit List of the shit they've decided not to bother with? Why is it...that people don't come with the "Cool" button … Continue reading Hunting for Answers in Pink Camo: Why is it…




