I’ve lost count of the days I’ve been without my laptop. These days, when the kid leaves for school (because that happens here), she sets a stuffed animal on my notebook (an actual notebook, my faves are marble composition books and I talked them about here.) The stuffed animal is a scruffy looking cat with big eyes which Isla has named after me, and insists is my writing mascot. (Still not as scruffy as this one.) Anyway, the thing is…
This week, I spoke to someone. On the phone. Someone not related to me. Someone not married to me, on his weekly trip to the supermarket, using one of my scarves as a mask. Every year, without fail, people buy me scarves. I don’t wear them. They collect, and possibly multiply in my closet. But I don’t wear them. These days, my husband wears one (with penguins on it) to go to the supermarket. He calls me to tell me…
And so, somehow we’ve made it to a full week in the new place. That time where you’re fumbling around, not sure where you are or what day it is. Like the holidays. But with even more junk food, because what’s a vegetable, and how does the oven work? It’s been interesting. And the interestingness started even before we got here. With our loaded up car, and wired kid. We opened the new door, plowed over the threshold. To a…
We spent some time on Saturday throwing axes at the Christmas market. It’s not what you think. Or maybe it is. On Saturday, I’m doing some writing in bed (that happens now), and we’re deciding if we want to get festive. No, really. ‘We should go out. Let’s go out.’ We didn’t go out. We made pancakes, or Neil did. ‘Do we eat breakfast at night now?’ asks Isla. ‘No, it’s just really dark out in the mornings these days.’…
My Dad and stepmother (not officially or of the evil variety) have moved in while they are um, between houses. I originally planned to write a blog series, a post a day about their stay. That hasn’t worked because I’ve only recently found my way back to the laptop. Isla is back at school today after a long weekend, and when she’s home she still asks me to hang out with her, SO THAT’S WHAT WE DO. And so, today.…
