Category Archives: Thanking
THANKFUL
for the dinged up floor in our living room because it means we have a living room and a floor and a roof to match and shoes that scrape against the wood and feet to wear them and legs to carry them and lives that take us in and out and back and forth and [...]
Also posted in Celebrating, Heart Things, House Things, Inspiring, Messy Things, Wise Things, Wording Tagged floors, House Things, Thanksgiving 1 Comment
THE TUBE CASE
Just then a grey sedan drove slowly up my alley, pointed its wheels into my driveway, pulled in, and stopped. A tall gentlemen stepped out. "Hello," he said. "I'm Richard (Secret Last Name). I grew up in this house."
But I had already guessed as much before he said a word.
Also posted in Creating, Finding, House Things, Junking Tagged House Things, people, Vintage 4 Comments
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY
Because it’s the nuttiest hardest sweetest happiest most amazing most challenging most heart-stretching most crazy-making most sacred most silly most humbling most messy most important job I have ever done and ever will do, I greet this day with a certain sense of pride and disbelief and gratefulness and awe. R-kids, you are the reason for my [...]
Also posted in Celebrating, Kid Things, Parenting, Single-Momming, Wise Things Tagged Mother's Day 3 Comments
CHARMED
We’ve all said it a hundred times. But when it actually happens to you out of the blue on an otherwise ordinary Monday afternoon, the phrase “good things come in small packages” can suddenly take on a whole new meaning. Especially when the good things look like this: Oh yeah. You know it. It’s my [...]
HERE AND NOW
Last night R-boy and I went for a bike ride to the drug store and the movie store. Literally to pick up drugs and movies. I carried it all home in my purse. Anyway. On the way home, we rode past the corner where I spent 190ish crack-of-dawns last school year, huddled in the car [...]
Also posted in Beautiful Things, Everyday Things, Raving, Remembering, Wandering Tagged Flowers, happy, Summer 4 Comments
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EMILY!
Happy, happy birthday, friend. You are… the mocha to my tea. the extra to my intra. the sugar to my salt. the aqua to my pink. the squeal to my steal. the giggle to my joke. the bubbly to my shy. the insight to my oversight. the stylist to my hair. the hug to my [...]
ME, UNPLUGGED
There was a day when it would have been my car parked in front of this sign—with an electric cord running out from under the hood to the nearest outlet—so I could be sure my engine would start in the morning. And it would have been today (and yesterday and this whole dang bone-chilling week)—if [...]
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