In the past week I have: Successfully set up camp solo Gone paddle boarding (tall knees) Worked three shifts Taken kidlette to the fair (solo!) Practiced harmonies for my next show I am proud of these mini accomplishments, things I wouldn’t have thought possible not too long ago. I’ve also: Run into people I knowContinue reading “August 2025”
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Old School Day at the Creek
Warning: Contains wholesome content that may result in Feelings. I’m at the creek with my kid (8)and my friend’s kids (7 and 5), when a foursome of young teen boys head downstream. The 5 year old (boy) scampers up and says “Hi, big kids, do you like SpiderMan?” And the boys are like, yeah, especiallyContinue reading “Old School Day at the Creek”
Love Letter 3674
If I wrote a love letter to my husband every day (I don’t, but if I did), today’s would read like this: I fall more in love with you every day. Or rather I fall in love with you again every day. Little things remind me of how amazing you are and how lucky weContinue reading “Love Letter 3674”
Birthday Reflections
Even though, to quote Barbie, I’m not President. No one on the Supreme Court is me…
With all that said (and please don’t punch me), I have a pretty great life
Guardian Angels at the Park
As many of you know, my kiddo is quite the climber. QUITE the climber. “I’m a National Climber,” she’ll tell people, after overhearing me call her a natural climber. After all, she crawled up the stairs long before she walked, and then trees, playgrounds, any structure she came upon. And at eight, we’ve reached the point whereContinue reading “Guardian Angels at the Park”
Dear Queers:
Maybe you’ve always known. Maybe you’re still figuring it out. You are real and you are worthy of love. You deserve to be not just SAFE in your love, but CELEBRATED in your love. In your Life. I am sorry for my years of delusion and confusion. For shouting “No she’s not!” Thinking I wasContinue reading “Dear Queers:”
Existential Crisis and Love (and Poetry)
Living in the End Times is rough. Societal collapse, with rising prices and stagnant wages and an unthinkable wealth gap, is exhausting. Mass shooting after mass shooting. Scandal on top of scandal. The floor keeps sinking in the race to the bottom and the climate crisis is here and the tipping point four years out.Continue reading “Existential Crisis and Love (and Poetry)”
Saturday Morning in the Cosmic Blob
These are the days I need to write and yet I don’t. Words and thoughts swirl around my mind so quickly I don’t even notice them, my fingers can’t keep up. Like florescent lights flickering too fast to be noticed except on a subliminal level, my thoughts storm my mind. I have nothing to say andContinue reading “Saturday Morning in the Cosmic Blob”
When your Daughter is Beautiful
It’s Strange When Your Daughter is BeautifulTo see it but dare not say it,Not wanting to define her by her beauty. I hear it, and stumble my response.Thanks feels inappropriate, “I know” feels wrong too. It’s Strange when your Daughter is BeautifulAnd she looks like you too. You see it,You hear it,You wonder if it’sContinue reading “When your Daughter is Beautiful”
Found in the Forest
We took a walk yesterday— my dear friend invited Kidlet and I to join her and her pup. As they walked ahead, I was stuck by this gorgeous moss covered rock. I pulled out my phone to snap a picture. But the photo showed me more. This gorgeous beam of light shone into the rock,Continue reading “Found in the Forest”
Pretty Good Ugly 