3:36 a.m. This morning, I rolled over, finally looked at my watch and called it a sleep. An hour later, I got up to “work on” a few articles that I am excited and terrified to write. Today, I no longer see that conundrum of “excited and terrified” as noble or a mark of anything, … More Leaving
December 17, 2020. Yuletide. It’s gonna look a little different this year. Frank is crooning about having yourself a merry little Christmas. Yourself. Merry. Little Christmas.How prescient. Countries and more separate the kids and I. COVID barged in to make a place for itself at the table and has insistently reset both the table and … More A little different this year
Lately, the notion of writing – that singular vulnerability – has kept my pencils sharpened and papers clean – unused. Too many folks are wrestling to breathe and pay their mortgage. Too many exhausted teachers and delivery drivers and doctors and nurses and CNAs cleaning up the fallout of a “hoax” unnecessarily killing hundreds of thousands … More Little lights in the dark
Yesterday, Izzy and I spring cleaned the Hobbit House. Then we aired ourselves out along a newly congested trail before returning home for a date with the neighbor kids. If you’ve ever lived in a college town apartment, you know that you’ll meet a parade of neighbors. More so during a pandemic. The guys across … More Homeschool
This morning I did not yoga. The pup and I did a quickish jaunt about the block after I washed the dishes, set them to dry and tossed a pork loin into the crock pot. In the middle of all of it I spilled something, lost something (how in this tiny apartment?) and reached out … More Why the rush?
Remember Portlandia? Portlandia is Fred Armisen and Carrie Brownstein’s cheeky comedy series centered around the people of Portland, Oregon; the people you’d expect to meet in that great northwest brew town that embraces its quirkyness. Thanks to my friend, Johanna, I first encountered Portlandia through their, Put a Bird On It sketch where “put on … More Put a light on it
I have a confession to make. Despite getting to work on time (all but today) thanks to the short commute, a coworker that allows me to hug her fuzzy self as needed, and ample opportunity to air out said coworker in the wide open spaces Kansas affords, I’m feeling all the feels. The laughter – … More Acceptance, a challenge
Is it okay to laugh? We are in the middle of a global health crisis (there is no way to spin this, folks) and 99% of us are doing our best to stay healthy and to act in such a way that keeps others healthy. Hard. Not hard. Officing at home: Many folks have officed … More Is it okay to laugh?
How are you? Any better today? What worked to elevate your good heart in the last 24 hours? Do tell. For me, it was this: We are in the middle of a thing. And with things like this, our feelings tend to ride roughshod over us. Folks are wondering where they will live, if they’ll … More Not the corona I asked for …
I’ve been quiet lately. A baby was born. Winter’s chill. A February where grief and great joy mixed and mingled into a cocktail of feels. Several times in this changling season, I’ve thought I’d earned a gold or silver star … a merit badge like the scouts award their faithful. Then I ran across the … More We deserve badges