At my last job, I was sometimes involved in getting the stage ready for Sunday mornings or for church events. When I say involved, I mean taking notes during creative team meetings and occasionally lugging things around the stage. Everyone knew that having me paint or otherwise craft in any way was likely to end… Continue reading The Back of Things
These Nights
These are the nights I don’t tell you about. These are the nights that I think maybe, for real, we’re not going to make it. That maybe there was a reason we didn’t get pregnant, and that reason was my total unfitness to be a mother. These are the nights when I know for sure… Continue reading These Nights
Chocolate Mortar
I must have been about a year and a half old in this picture, and I don't remember it a bit. I know I'd seen the picture before, but I forgot about it entirely until I found it in a stack of family snapshots a couple of months ago. Given the news lately, I feel… Continue reading Chocolate Mortar
Distracted Shopping
I was putting away groceries late at night last week when I noticed that I had a lot of eggs. Eleven dozen. Eleven. Dozen. 132 eggs. And there were still a few in the fridge. We go through eggs like crazy (the boys will both eat them and they're inexpensive protein), but that is ...… Continue reading Distracted Shopping
Fuzzy Letters
These are my reading glasses. I resent them deeply. Yes, even though they are a fun color and have cool temples that fold down so I can read on my side in bed. The other day, I was trying to figure out why. I don't think it's because they are a visible sign that I… Continue reading Fuzzy Letters