Bittersweet
Tomorrow my daughter will start first grade and my son will go to preschool without a diaper. I’m not quite sure how that happened. Time marches forward. ...
Tomorrow my daughter will start first grade and my son will go to preschool without a diaper. I’m not quite sure how that happened. Time marches forward. ...
In early May (the weekend of Mother’s Day, in fact), I made a massive purchase that I never wrote about. I was nervous to write about it here because I...
I spent five days in Colorado last week (two weeks ago?), with three women I know intimately through blogging, but had never actually met. We made plans, months...
I’ve been off FB for over three months now, and I feel like I should have something profound to say about that. Except I don’t, really. I can tell b...
Tomorrow I start a media deprivation week. No reading (except emails that require a response and texts) or podcasts or TV for a week. I’m working through ...
We’re back from St. Louis. We got home last night. I was so very ready to come home. In the end the trip was fine. It wasn’t what I hoped it would b...
My uncle’s farm is the most amazing place. It’s truly a hidden paradise. We got here on Friday and the weather was beautiful. We swam in the q...
I’m going to be AWOL for a bit I think. There isn’t much time for writing here in St. Louis. The kids aren’t sleeping much and we’re all...
Thank you all for your advice on following up after submitting my application. I sent a follow up email this morning and immediately got an Out of Office reply....
I have over 200 blogs in my reader and yesterday there were three posts. All day. This morning there were five. I guess the summer doldrums are already here. My...