must-see tv

What I do with my evenings consists of working out and watching tv. Usually simultaneously, but on days I'm feeling lazy, it's just me, a blanket, and a bag of PopSecret Homestyle (all other popcorn sucks in comparison). On days when I'm ambitious, I add blogging and reading to my agenda, but there's so much... Continue Reading →

In a word, yes. She does

Does my biological mother cry sometimes? - Steven SchmidtIn a word, yes. She does.As long as her heart continues to beat, a day won't pass that she doesn't think of you. And think of what you think. And wonder and hope and dream for you. That's what mothers do. Whether or not they live there... Continue Reading →

Stories told in just six words

I've been participating in Six Word Saturday for a few weeks now. It was born after Cate read "Not Quite What I was planning" which is a collection of six-word memoirs inspired by Ernest Hemingway's now notorious six-word story, "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." So of course I had to buy the book. I... Continue Reading →

Starting over, yet again

Goodbye may seem forever Farewell is like the end But in my heart is a memory And there you'll always be -old lady singing on "Fox and the Hound" Today was my last day with my employer part deux. It all felt a little like déjà vu this morning, well wishing over baked goods and... Continue Reading →

camp, college, work

Today, I was sitting in a meeting and a colleague walked in and turned air to perfume. She wore whatever it is my camp counselor wore 13 years ago. And suddenly, I couldn't focus on global transformation or centers of excellence, but could only think about tubing down a river that wasn't deep enough and... Continue Reading →

Piece be with you

You're looking at my dinner. I came home from a long day of work, a little stressed and worn out and unwilling to starve during the ten hours it seems to take our rice cooker to prepare some minute rice. These things are delicious - they actually taste like Almond joys, even though they're the... Continue Reading →

the real deterrent is me

This afternoon, my husband stumbled in from last night's bachelor party, his sunglasses on. I immediately demanded he take them off so I could see what he was covering up. I was expecting a black eye, but it was just his eyes squinted nearly shut. He regaled me with stories of their drunken PG-13 shenanigans.... Continue Reading →

baby big boys

Attempted murder: nature vs. tomato plantsLast weekend I bought two tomato plants. Now that I have a house, I feel I should try to grow something. When I was a kid, I had a garden. Each of us did. Chad grew corn, I grew carrots and tomatoes, and Amber grew zucchinis. Chad hoed, I pulled... Continue Reading →

6A & 24 DEF

I talk like a bitch in private, but when it comes right down to it, I don't intentionally go around pissing people off. It's not my nature. I don't start conflict purposefully. OK, I do flip people off and yell out my window at line cutters on Harrison, but that's only because I know I... Continue Reading →

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