A communication guide for teenagers Jack and I were in the car the other day, rushing to get him to his violin lesson. I love that he still plays violin, and that we’ve gotten way past the screechy stuff to a place where I get to hear some lovely after-dinner music – a therapeutic follow […]
The Weird, Obscure, or Slightly Silly: Thanksgiving Edition
The second-tier-but-still-deserving-of-recognition stuff. With all due respect to all the health, family, friends, roof-over-our-heads and a great meal before us conversation; here are a few things that don’t get the gratitude they deserve in normal Thanksgiving lists, but still deserve a little shout out: The fact that neither kid has ever had head lice – Knock […]
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Math doesn’t get me at all
Amazon totally missed the mark recently. I took it as a good sign. This week I had one of those I completely suck at everything moments. Shockingly enough, it had to do with social media. Also shockingly enough, I haven’t perfected the art of expressing sarcasm in writing. Just imagine that last sentence was dripping with […]
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Snow morning session
Chip, scrape, chip, chip scrape. Morning. The early winter sky a brilliant blue. Sun reflects shimmery on white, blinding me. Chip, scrape, chip, chip scrape. It was a little thing. And then the next to follow the first. Both little. One cover-up leading, as it will, to another. Chip, scrape, chip, chip scrape.
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Conversations with enablers and would-be superheroes
So, I’m almost two weeks and a few face palm moments into this NaNoWriMo thing, coming to grips with the whole layer of stress I’ve added to a month already filled with frenetic activity. Signing on to write 50,000 words in 30 days wasn’t my Most Brilliant Idea of All Time, apparently. And I live […]
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It’s okay. I’m not into drawing, anyway
A friend of mine and I were comparing notes recently on the joys of parenting. He has an eighteen-month-old son and his wife is about halfway through her pregnancy with another. He told me about how he had, until recently, held out just a little smidgen of a nugget of hope that the second baby […]
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The Learner’s Permit. Also known as Fifty Hour Glutes
“We taking the freeway?” Jack asks as I get out from behind the wheel and cross to the passenger side. His schoolmates hoot at him from in front of the building, impressed by his learner’s permit. He struts to the car. “Not a chance. There’s construction,” and probably will be for the next decade. For the […]
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The angst of laundry and endless edits
“My working title is The Vinyl Hound,” Mike said. “It’s a character study about a dog made of vinyl, who wants to be an astronaut.” “I swear to God, you need to promise you’re not going to say that, or I won’t sit by you.” Kind of a lame threat, but all I had. This was […]
