Here's my GRIN for the day: I have a new client for my freelance writing, and the "job application" I sent him consisted of (1) a link to this blog, as a "writing sample," and (2) a photo of my motorcycle tattoo. I regularly refer to my tats as Stories, but had never considered this … Continue reading A Lesson on Letting Go
Tag: Recovery
Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
This evening, a particular piece of kid-art caught my eye. We have their notes and drawings tacked up all over the place---on the walls, on the fridge---but when something is always there you sometimes stop seeing it. That's the case with this piece , carefully dated 8-2-11 (almost exactly a year ago) with sticker-letters spelling … Continue reading Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
Budget Limbo: How LOW can we go?
Yesterday we made the six-hour drive back home from my parents' house, and we hope that Grandy and Boboo are recovering from the chaos of their week-long house-full of US! The kids immensely enjoyed their week, though of course it went by too quickly for them---sleeping in a tent in the backyard, roasting marshmallows for … Continue reading Budget Limbo: How LOW can we go?
His Worst Week, His Best Week. Same Week.
Life has its ups and downs---true for all of us. But magnify those altitude-adjustments by whatever mysterious hormonal algorithm determines teenage moods, and we're talking about emotional topography to rival Idaho's Sawtooth mountains. Having said that, though, teenagers' experience of life isn't any less real for the fact that they're hormonal or young. And sometimes … Continue reading His Worst Week, His Best Week. Same Week.
Home to Roost
Never mind the "Secret Lives of Bees"--I'm intrigued by the Secret Lives of Kids. I would never guess what's going on in my own kids' heads if I didn't chatter and play with them. Case in point: our 11-year-old son, Christian, has been harboring a long-standing wish to own chickens. I had no idea. He … Continue reading Home to Roost
Lucky 13 for One Mommy
The last time Mother's Day was on the thirteenth (my lucky number!) was the year 2001--my first Mother's Day as a Mommy. It was also the day we baptized my son Christian, wearing the same christening-gown I'd worn twenty-six years earlier. My parents have shared it with many family friends in the intervening years, and … Continue reading Lucky 13 for One Mommy
Dandelion Bouquet
To continue a theme of "coming out of the dark," I have to share my Roomie's post with you today. But let me first introduce you to my Roomie. Pepper and I met through some collaborative freelance work last year, and jokingly took to referring to each other as "roommates in a padded cell." We … Continue reading Dandelion Bouquet
Kana's Chronicles 