Temporary
You all are too kind, with your words of sympathy, support, understanding and even commiseration. To speak about the implosion of one’s marriage is almost cathartic. As soon as it’s out there, finally out there, otherwise private individuals are quick to share their own personal tales of connubial woe, of separations, divorce, of nervous breakdowns. [...]
Now What?
That felt bad -the heart rending, gut wrenching, kind of bad that is, at least in film, usually accompanied by sorrowful swells of music. There were tears, especially from G who was, until today, blissfully ignorant of her parents’ faltering relationship. She was blindsided by the quiet admission that we had decided to part ways [...]
Scrooge
I wish I were the type of person that could earnestly don a holiday themed sweater and some poinsettia earrings and settle into this seasonal stuff, generating deep internal satisfaction in hours spent marching the mall corridors hunting the perfect gift. Instead I screech into the Target parking lot at 8:30 a.m. on a Saturday [...]
Do Dogs Get Dysentery?
I awoke to find canine generated diarrhea all over the mud room and downstairs bath for the second time in so many days -like cow flops in size and smell, a field of the richest stink littering the white tile floor, dotting the gray L.L. Bean carpet.
Last night, before bed, I had put newspapers [...]
Leaf Drop and Amputation
Call it depression, call it surrender, call it what you will but I am NOT raking up all those leaves this year. In autumn’s past I’ve espoused the clean-as-you-go-theory of yard work, raking nearly every day to stay on top of the mess, finding each gust of wind personally insulting as new leaves continued [...]
Testing, testing, 1 2 3
I want the rebirth of my blog, after months of silence, to be a worthy of resurrection, celebratory yet familiar, a great sigh of togetherness, an enveloping hug, and, instead, I’m afraid it’s gonna be a bitch session. Forgive me and feel free to turn the other way if this is not the sort of [...]
Exchange Program
So summer’s been on for fourteen days and, already, I have tired of hearing I hate swim team and it’s too hot for tennis and piano lessons suck. It’s a repetitive loop of thankless bitching, constant complaint. Mostly from my eldest, my naughty by nature son. He has deemed this Country Club Summer, all the [...]
Drunk Dialing
In the effort to dismiss such things as my “reputation” as a writer; in keeping with he communal effort that is blogging, I am now indulging a sort of inebriated form of posting which, like drunk-dialing, is the solitary outreach of an intoxicated, lonely person with access to the tools of technology. It’s a blast [...]
How do you do it?
How do you do it? You with the kids up your arse and the lawn needing mowing and the bathtub black with dirty footprints? How do you keep on blogging when there’s a child-led high jacking of your Mom-life?
It is officially the first day of Summer in that there is no need to be [...]
To Do List
O informed me that I am behind on the laundry. “Mom, there is no space for my dirty clothes,” he announced in a disgusted tone this morning as he found the mound of sheets and uniforms and paint covered t-shirts stacked high on the washer. I skipped yesterday and somehow there’s not a clean pair [...]
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