I love this one. Tim hates hippies as much as I do. I mean, I like to believe that anything is possible but probability and possibility are very different things and only fools maintain hope for things that are only possible. For instance, I could have a brain aneurysm right here, right now, at my … Continue reading Minchin Monday and Hippies
I have three photos to share. As the girls' birthdays (May 18) draw near, I've been thinking back to pregnancy. I gained almost 100 pounds over 9 months with the two of them. The doctor told me to be ready for them to come from 36 weeks on, while full term for a singleton is … Continue reading Fires and Water
I'm finally getting my shit together. There's just been so much going on. Moving back into my bedroom for the first time in going on five years. Reclaiming the spaces in the house that used to be very clearly delineated as territories. I had so little territory. How did I exist in such a small … Continue reading Writing and Reading
What's everyone's weather today? It was seventy (21c) and sunny on Wednesday. Yesterday it turned rainy, steel gray, and vibrantly, grumblingly moody. It was perfect. Sixty-three (17) , that weird electric charge hanging heavy in the air, but without the sweaty weight of mid-summer humidity. Grass shock green against the black, wet soil where garden … Continue reading Bipolar Fronts and Thunder Grumbles
My editor made Mr. Ferry interview me and take a picture. I'm not used to being on that side of the camera, so I took one later, from above, as all women know is the preferred angle for decent photos of oneself. I'm an asshole. I am really proud of winning anything at Keystone because … Continue reading Articles and Awards
My managing editor texted me at 3 a.m. this weekend. It happens sometimes. If I hear it, sorry Jon, I often ignore it. He doesn't usually text past midnight. Had I heard this text come in I'd have answered it immediately, though, because unlike a question - "what's the name of the third kid from … Continue reading Minchin Monday and Hot Damn!
So. That story about Ellen Paquette and her harp of awesomeness - which is named Oleander, by the way - spawned a series. Stories of the many hospice volunteers who also do cool shit. It really is amazing that volunteers provide the majority of services at Hospice of Warren County. What's so very cool about … Continue reading Hospice and Volunteers