How many times?
I’ve just listened to All Around the Mulberry Bush about 85 times. And I didn’t crack. Which tells me that I can handle whatever is going to come my way.
I’ve just listened to All Around the Mulberry Bush about 85 times. And I didn’t crack. Which tells me that I can handle whatever is going to come my way.
The guy who has been working on my house had a 200 lb slab of wood fall on him and now he is out of commission. As he sat at the dining room table petting Loca – I told him about Loca’s backstory. How she came to me when Arlene was very old and she loved Arlene but she thought one day Arlene would die and she would be top dog. That was how she…
What would you do if you were me and you were on a mission to change the parts of you that are learned behavior and learn the parts of you that are fundamental to who you are, to who our species is, to who you should be. This morning walking through City Park, a thousand thoughts vied for attention in my mind that ran the gamut: Ugly and rebellious, wtf? Need to figure out a…
I was looking up Cheb i Sabbah since I’m going to be in San Francisco and he is an Algerian DJ who spins records in the Mission District. We saw him a few years ago, and had an awesome time at Bollyhood, the club he had become a regular at on Thursday nights. I first learned of him when Tatjana brought me a CD back from Istanbul. Sadly, in searching for him, I came across…
I don’t understand boarding school because I believe it’s our duty and joy to have our kids at home. But the last napless days when I knew that Tin was so dog tired that he had better sleep, I have to say I have resorted to the military tactics that are probably used in boarding school. Mainly, I knock hard on the wall between our bathroom and his room three times as I watch him…
I am back to hot flashes, back to feeling like I am Orca the land whale, and back to feeling as if the days of feeling spry are so far in the past they might as well be in another universe. It’s good to know that menopause just doesn’t go away. After ten years of peri-menopause and finally menopause now post-menopause seems to be the same roller coaster ride of aliens having abducted the sexy…
Two years old – Tender or Terrible? Fifty two years old – Tender or Terrible? During tod-zilla’s nap (yes he finally took one) a thunderstorm erupted and when the kettle drum of thunder rolled over the house, I heard him say over the video, “Mommy” in that little voice of his. He didn’t wake up. Then he said, “Mommy” with the next roll of thunder. But he still didn’t wake up. When he did finally…
I was reading through Facebook and came across an entry from a friend who was taking her daughter along with six other girls out for the day. After struggling through four days of Tin’s defiant mood and my single-parentdom, I wanted desperately to hit the DISLIKE button but there wasn’t one. When I’m glazing over the FB entries and trying to reconcile how I have no time for much in my life anymore, I wonder…
Every attempt made this morning to create a harmonious day was thwarted by a toddler who would rather do the opposite of everything rather than conform to a harmonious day. From following our cat Blekica around and tormenting her into a corner, to trying to ride Heidi or Loca or both, to jumping from the top of the sofa to the large window, to spitting his peach yogurt on me – so began this Sunday.…