And so, a few days ago I was thinking about writing while eating a root beer Dum Dum lollipop. Thinking about writing is pretty much my natural state. Working on, y’know, actually writing more. Stick with me. The Dum Dum was a nostalgic addition courtesy of a recent care package from my mother. It contains too many E numbers, and two handheld gamimg devices. Isla, at four, is apparently behind her peers in the use of gadgets that are not…
Funny story, I downloaded a meditation app. It’s called Calm. And I actually used it. To meditate, find relaxation, hide, whatever. This happened, a grand total of once. So far. But let’s back up. My kid turned four. And I met Katie from Fatty McCupcakes. On the same day. It was a groovy day. A day that included 20 cupcakes, 14 penguins, and a unicorn. Or so we thought. The night before Isla’s birthday, Neil and I were wrapping Isla’s…
It’s been an interesting couple of days in the not so frosty North. I wanted to write a letter to Neil about our fifth wedding anniversary, about how one day we got married and the next day Isla was nearly four and having her first dance recital. That’s exactly what happened. I was heavily pregnant for our first wedding anniversary. We went to the zoo, I forgot my three gallons of ice-tea, and I actually ended up in the…
‘You know how new hair grows in under old hair?’ I said to Neil through the bathroom wall. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Well, all my new hair is gray,’ I said. Before we headed off on our most recent road trip, I spent some time looking at myself in the mirror. I figured out some things. I should probably drink more water. I may start wearing some make up, all the time. But not really. Ah’m no bad, as they say over here.…
Isla’s at school and my coffee is half finished already. I want to say there’s a balmy breeze outside. But it’s just a breeze. Or fresh. Or a great big wind. You’d be forgiven for thinking it’s October. And I can’t believe it’s May. Today, I’m writing these words on the giant desk-top I like to call Truman Bubbles. If you’ve been hanging with me a while you may remember Coffee Gate and then Coffee Gate 2. The times my…
