“Listen,” you say, and you pause, like, “I’m trying to figure out how to phrase this.” That’s when I pull out the thick skin, the kind women always keep tied around their waists like an extra flannel shirt, ready to throw on before meetings or rape trials, or walking down the street, or making small-talk […]
This is a picture of me and my sister. I’m on the left. I am VERY happy. Maybe you can tell from the picture, or maybe it just looks like a garden-variety happy kid picture. Not garden-variety at all. Finger puppets, people. I’m not so sure about my sister. She doesn’t seem unhappy to me, […]
This picture is what I think of when I hear “mama bear.” (Shout out to pixabay for the CC0 license for the image.) The mama bear has her baby. She loves her baby. But, after all, she is a bear, so if someone messes with her baby, watch out. The mama bear is my spirit […]
Summer! What’s better than watching Netflix in the cool basement? DH and I recently finished Breaking Bad. Now we are on to Mad Men. Of course I had heard about this show, and the Don Draper character. But I wasn’t expecting to have a crush on Don Draper! Last night he said to Betty, “you […]
I learned something new today. From Macklemore. And my teenage son. We were in the car. Macklemore’s Thrift Shop was playing. (Warning! Bad language!) Before it gets to the profanity and obscenity, just before, there’s a catchy beat and lyrics I could make out: “I’m gonna pop some tags.” Hmmm…I wondered out loud…what does that […]
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting. […]
I attended summer camp from a very early age. When I became a counselor at camp, I got to see some of the behind-the-scenes activities in the operation. One of those activities was the camp director’s pep talk (or, perhaps, the reading of the riot act) the night before Visiting Day. On Visiting Day, parents, […]
True that: we can’t forget that a lot of what happens in life is luck, good or bad. I wanted an image for this post that illustrated this idea for me. This photo is from a long-ago recital, with T accompanying N. Can you see the luck in the photo?