Dead (Wo)man Walking

A letter to my husband… No, not the sweet kind where I tell you how proud I am of you or how lucky I am to be your wife. Though, yes...all of that is true. It’s just that yesterday, I know I had a total meltdown over something that may be rated as a lopsided … Continue reading Dead (Wo)man Walking →

Dr. Diet Plan

I know I’ve written about this at least once before, but it happened to me again yesterday, so going to rage write it again in ALL CAPS FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK IF THE ROOM. Not really. The people who need to hear this are likely not in the room. So, people in the … Continue reading Dr. Diet Plan →

Invisible

I saw on my child's social media page last week that it was (and forgive me I've already forgotten the right term) Transgender Awareness Day. And I had a million things I wanted to say, but thought better to wait and organize and edit and et cetera. This is not a topic that I write … Continue reading Invisible →

It’s not the journey…

This is going to be one of those day-by-day blogs, started early as I felt 100% positive that this jaunt would be worth documenting - and if not, well, just scroll quickly. As you know from previous posts, we've had this genius Barlow Break planned for months - leaving Friday, February 19th and returning two … Continue reading It’s not the journey… →

Bingo!

The more I research, study, and educate myself on the behaviors of teens, the more I think a boarding school directly to college route makes sense. Ship them off to a far away land until they’re maybe twenty-five. I fantasize a marriage without teens. What would that be like? I say this as my husband … Continue reading Bingo! →

Despite the protests

In addition to the now resolved internal struggle of 'face-to-face or virtual' for Zack, we've been having a similar debate with Zoe. Well, maybe not that similar. Pandemics, protests, and riots are probably not the same as 'just' a pandemic. We shouldn't have been surprised that the road to Zoe's next step would be lined … Continue reading Despite the protests →

525,600 minutes

Zoe told me that she loved me today. Via text. Unsolicited. Where she actually had to think about it and use her thumbs and had a chance to backspace rather than pushing send. Not the usual drive by at bedtime that we half-heartily exchange 'Goodnight, love you, see you in the morning,' while barely hugging. … Continue reading 525,600 minutes →