(For anyone counting, this is post 38 of 56.) If you know me in real life (and possibly even if you don't), then you know that I'm a serial starter, not a finisher. I am a non-stop idea factory, and I have countless started-but-never-finished blogs, businesses, books, essays, sewing projects, paintings, and projects to prove … Continue reading Something about finishing.
That moment when you shift from "I don't wanna" to "oh, hell yeah, let's finish this" goes by a variety of colloquialisms. "Shitshift" is my favorite of these terms, but that's because I'm impolite and unladylike. Don't think you know what I'm talking about? Oh, yes you do, silly. You know. You do know. You … Continue reading Something halfway.
How this started, you'll remember, was as a challenge to myself to write and post something daily for 56 straight days, in celebration of my 56th birthday, because that is (according to my children) how old people celebrate because old people are very boring (again, according to my children). How it's going is not exactly … Continue reading Something silver.
First of all, in case you're curious: Yes; she actually sleeps just like that, standing up, with her head resting on me. She is ridiculous, my sweet, old (so old) brown doggie. We are ridiculous together, in this ridiculous , ridiculous year. On that note: https://vimeo.com/488363490 What creativity sometimes looks like. And yes, I did … Continue reading A few things: December 2020
If you've been following the serial about our house, then consider this post an intermission. Several friends have sent questions asking about the series, and I thought I'd step in and answer those, while also sharing the usual monthly tidbits and recommendations before the month of July evaporates. Tomorrow we'll return to the surprises in … Continue reading A few things: July 2020
Here is the friends' plan: The beach, a budget, split costs; Three girls, one mother. I waited to act, thinking they might lose interest. But they persisted. [Leaving home brings a familiar anxiety: What if the world ends?] Long miles of highway, Some chatter and snacks. Music. They sleep, and I drive. It's like old … Continue reading Beach haiku.
The inconvenient issue with my knee, the pop I heard while playing tennis with my son a month ago, turned out to be a torn meniscus. As a result, I'm unable to do many things I'm used to doing, and I have to do other things instead. Like sit my fat ass in a chair … Continue reading A few things: April 2019
The advice, you'll recall, was this: You want them when they're little, but they need you when they're big. That's from my friend Barbara, admonishing me at the time (I was 7 months pregnant with my now-17-year-old son) to find excellent child care, throw myself into high-paying work, and save the "flexible hours, work from … Continue reading A few things: October/November 2018