This weekend was pretty crazy. Not anything bad, but just stuff happening constantly. I was away from the house almost all the time, except when I was sleeping. I hardly ate any meals at home. In a twist that surprises no one, this means I didn't make the best possible choices about food. Delicious choices,… Continue reading Have We Met?
Or fire-engine red. We're not picky. He's been waaaaaaaaiting for these. He got to pick the color all by himself. I am frequently not a very fun mom. But I do allow red glasses. At least it's something.
No, silly. Not THAT one. I'm talking about Grandma and Grandpa's house. Grandma needs a little help right now getting Grandpa into bed. Tonight Paul went over to help and took his two intrepid assistants with him. When they got home, I got a rundown of the evening. First, when they got there, Grandma had… Continue reading The Happiest Place on Earth
The girl who cuts my hair really wants me to color it. She's brought it up several times, and every time I've pleasantly changed the subject. I suppose there's a cynical argument to be made that she wants to make more money per appointment, and maybe that's it. But I don't really think so. I'm afraid she… Continue reading Because I Don’t Want To
From the crazy pants brigade.
It's possible that you may run into an Elias in the wild, as you're going about your normal business. It can be difficult to determine what the Elias is trying to communicate. Many words in the Elias lexicon sound exactly the same as English words, but have different - and perhaps even oppositional - meanings. To… Continue reading Elias-to-English Dictionary
I've been in kind of a dark place this past week. I don't know if I can say exactly why. All of the things that are wrong have been wrong for a long time, with the exception of the dead washing machine and some extra-stressful stuff at work. And they will continue to be wrong… Continue reading i thank you god for most this amazing
It's been a rough day. His auntie won't let him drink all her pop. Can you imagine surviving that level of betrayal? At least the pigs are happy.
Once upon a time, when the boys were both in diapers, we made a decision to go see Paul's parents in Florida. It did not seem like a fateful decision at the time. It seemed like it would be fun. We even asked my sister Mary Lou to go along, and she said yes. She… Continue reading That Van Trip
See that? That's the view off my front porch today. That is the sun shining, and the wind blowing, and the grass in my front yard desperately trying to be green. That, my friends? That is hope.