Recently, I informed my children that some of their earlier nicknames were Ham and Chunk. At the time, it made perfect sense. The older one, starved for attention on the…
Put aside all the pettiness and the everyday battles and the nagging and the hate and the discussions on whether David Brooks should have just stuck it out at the…
A Florida beach after a storm. Calm after the chaos. Driftwood and seafoam and the odd unmentionables here and there. As you get older, your eyes zero in on all…
Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. And they also come in all levels of judgment. Some come from faraway lands –like perhaps Mississippi– and they find your child wandering…
This morning, I had a strange thought: if my wisdom teeth hadn’t ended up in a biohazard bucket, and if they were anthropomorphic teeth instead of having been strange vestigial…
Following the theme of yesterday's (ha-ha) post, it sometimes hits me with the force of what I would imagine a speeding train would feel that I have two actual, live,…
I am cheating, and the Hierophant, were he to exist, knows. Yes, I changed that date setting. Yes, I am trying to make you believe that I actually blogged last…
I have a confession to make: I simply love this wretched, icky weather. __________ I know that rain is supposed to be dreary and depressing and that people want nothing…
Hey there Interwebs! I'm writing you a quick missive here because I want you to do two things: 1. I would like you to pay a visit to my generous…
Face-off, originally uploaded by Madame Meow. This little cute chunky monkey face, a.k.a. Don Meow, likes to keep me up nights. Oh sleep, how I miss thee. He also likes…
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 