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Category: family
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Bloggiversary
Fourteen years, more than 2200 posts, and umpteen-thousand words ago, this blog started off as something quite different from the form it takes today. When it all began, I was a stay-at-home mom running a business from home, helping manage a small farm, and the blog was how I shared my family news and…
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In Between
I’m in between writing projects, and in between life transitions, and even today is in between the weekend and two days off, so it’s an odd isolated work day. I’ve turned in the rewrite of a short for an anthology – the last of the lot I was invited to join this summer, and…
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Pupalcopalypse
This weekend the Ginja Ninja and I were over at the Little House, which I had been using as an office, and we are now renovating for her to live in. The deal is that she had to get her driver’s licence and a car before she moved out, and we’re very close to…
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Die Hard Christmas
The Little Man was looking over my shoulder at my farcebook feed, and commented it’s too memey on FB these days. Well, I don’t know where the cool kidz hang out, but between MeWe and the annoying but ubiquitous FB, my friends are all there where the memes are. He followed up his commentary…
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The post that wasn’t
I was going to blog. But then the Ginja Ninja came in and sat down on the floor next to my desk and started talking to me about her plans for moving out, and buying a car, and rainbow yarn and… and… I ignored the computer. Sorry. There are things more important in life…
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Haunted by Furbies
In the comments yesterday, one of you (you know who you are) said he had a good mental image of being haunted by furbies. It wasn’t a figure of speech. My house is infested with the creepy cute little creatures! The Ginja Ninja and Jr. Mad Scientist started collecting the retro toys a while…
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Equilibrium
I’m feeling like perhaps I’m reaching some semblance of routine. It will take weeks, if not months, for me to be fully trained and comfortable at the new job. It’s just different enough to be a fresh challenge in ways I hadn’t anticipated… and the cold office isn’t helping any. I did go out…
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Help me get my sister reading!
I am asking for help crowd-sourcing a very special book list. This one’s for my sister. Background: my baby sister Juniper is severely handicapped. She’s autistic, with… complications. Funny, loving, but perpetually a child in need of constant care and attention. Developmentally she’s about 4, and Mom has tried to teach her how to read…
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Scattered, Smothered, Chunked and
My dear First Reader introduced me to the phenomenon that is Waffle House when I first came to Ohio more than seven years ago now. At the time, the little one nearest our house was his favorite hangout spot. He knew all the waitresses, and soon they knew me, too. They let me to know…
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Overflowing Cups
My cup of life is full of sweetness. There’s enough bitter in the draft to make the sweet all the more satisfying, though. Essentially: I have too much to do. But it’s all good stuff. I decided I was going to stop think about it in terms of being overwhelmed, and start rethinking in terms…
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Pull Up Your Socks and Get to Work
I’m a big fan of wool socks. I’m not sure when my love affair with thick, warm, wicking socks began, but probably some time in my teens when I realized that although cotton socks with colorful creatures on them are cute, there’s nothing like wool socks for keeping your feet warm and dry in the…
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Fighting for Breath
I spilled something last night while I was trying to make dinner. As I laughed at the dog and grabbed the broom, telling her ‘you don’t want that’ I was struck by a thought. Not that long ago, I’d have melted down with this little setback. It wasn’t the frozen broccoli floret skittering across the…