*I read this at DC’s Listen to Your Mother Show, Sunday, April 28. Thought I’d post it here for friends and family who couldn’t come. Since I wrote it for the performance, it may not translate as well on the (virtual) page…but the videos will be online later this summer! My mother once told…
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What’s Your Status? March 2013
Well – it doesn’t look like I’ll have time to post anything new before the Listen to Your Mother – DC show on April 28th (and speaking of that – have you bought your tickets yet?). So here is another installment of my “this could have been a blog post” series. If you haven’t…
What’s Your Status? February 2013 Facebook Upates
I have a few half written posts that I swear I will finish one of these days (except for the Christmas one – that shelf life has long since expired…) But I don’t seem to have time for more than the odd Facebook update here and there. So I guess I’ll just continue with…
What’s Your Status? (Alternatively Titled: They Coulda’ Been Great) – January 2013 Facebook Upates
Remember when we used to write regularly in our blogs and people would even READ what we wrote and possibly COMMENT? And we would read other blogs and comment and stuff too. And there would be this whole communication thing going on…what did we call it back then? OH YEAH – blogging. Now we…
The Good in Goodbye
I went to a funeral last Friday. And I’ve been thinking a lot about it over the past week. About all funerals, really. What is it that they say about funerals? That they’re for the living? It makes sense. Only the living would really need a funeral. Because it offers a means of saying goodbye….
Suburban Mom Stream of Consciousness
You know when you buy a sweater because it’s on sale, and it looks so cute on the hanger, and it’s SO cheap, but you don’t have the time or energy to try it on first? And then you get home and find out that the sweater was designed for supermodels and not suburban…
Before and Now
If you are a parent, do you even remember what life was like before children? Well of course, we all remember! But it’s hard to imagine going back there – to have no knowledge of how it feels to live several lives simultaneously. Primarily, we’re living our own life. But at the same time we…
Why I Would Be The First to Die in a Horror Movie
Do you ever wonder how you’d fare if a serial killer, back from the dead showed up in your living room one evening? What if your camping trip became less “peaceful night under the stars” and more “race for your life through the woods?” Would you be more likely to run or hide? Do you…
You Still Have Me
The other day, my friend confirmed a recent suspicion of mine: the fireflies I remember so vividly from my childhood are gone. I close my eyes and think back to summer nights that started after 8:00 p.m. The flashes would begin at dusk – just intermittent winks of light. I’d catch the tail end of…
“Kids Can Be So Cruel…”
Thanks to The Bully Project for sponsoring my writing. Visit their website to join the movement and learn more. When was in fifth and sixth grade, there was a girl in my class named Lauren. She was small and slim, with black hair. Pretty. And for the life of me, I can’t imagine what it was…
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Mother to three children (four if you count my husband), keeper of a moderately sane house, admirer of beautiful interiors and fashion that becomes more and more "young" for me, textile junkie and believer in the power of wishing really, really hard. I wage a daily battle against feet on furniture, "outside voices" inside, the ever widening chasm between now and "when I used to work," wrinkles, a lack of personal time, dust and the constant arrows that having a special needs child shoots directly into one's heart. So far dust and wrinkles are winning, but only because even the best of multitaskers have their limits.