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 […]
Tears Together
I’ve been holed up in my unhappiness and forgotten that the little lives of grade schoolers continue, with all the angst and despair of that fresh age, around me. Admittedly the majority of life has been occurring somewhat off stage for me as I wallow in my own internal drama and so it was tears […]
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 […]
Sports Extravaganza
We are, so far, louse free and so I am committed to changing my playlist to a more cheerful soundtrack. No more Fallen or Orange Sky or Look After You.
Spring weekends are kid-centric and that’s okay, that’s as it should be. With sporting events, dances and the annual festival with cotton candy and nausea inducing […]
The Sting
Okay, so yesterday was Wednesday and you know that’s my tennis day, so I’ll give you the full disclosure. But I’ll make it brief because I hate to talk about losing. Especially the kind of losing that, if I hadn’t made such a mince out of my last service game, would have actually been […]
A-Void-Ance
The existence of a book analyzing a person’s relative health based on the color, consistency and frequency of bowel movements does not, somehow, surprise me. In fact, when I first read about Josh Richmant and Arish Sheth’s field guide to excrement on Salon.com, I was not entirely bowled over (pun intended). It just seems simple […]
Life’s a Bitch
She lives within four grungy walls, yellowed with years of cigarette smoke. A nasty habit. Two packs a day. One check from the government each month must stretch to pay for the run down efficiency that is public housing and the cigarettes and the phone and the romance novels with pinkish-mauve covers, silver embossed titles […]
Bitter Bowl of Punishment
This morning I am settling in to a big old bowl of consternation and regret. The usually delicious golden flakes and sweet granola clusters feel like pebbles in my mouth. The after taste of remorse lingers to remind me of what a first rate asshole I was to O this morning.
Usually, when he and I […]
Pestilence and Dramatic Weather Events
I’m typing a brief adieu, I’m off to Florida where I hope to unwind and run sand through my fingers and unveil my shoulders to the kiss of the sun for the first time since September.
But it’s got to get worse before it can get better, right? As you’re reading this, I’m probably […]
A Staggering Suggestion
It’s the fourth and I’m approaching the thirty day mark of a sixty day self imposed period of asceticism. Time for an update…
Obviously the exercise in economy requires some flexing of the self control muscle and, like any attempt to improve oneself, to tone and sculpt and define, there is some pain associated. And while […]
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