A better day It’s raining I was up a 6:30. My shameless breakfast. (I can’t even remember why I thought it was
England: Day Five and it Almost Broke Us
What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger, or something like that. Here is where the trip changes from London to England/Ireland Of
London Day Four: Milking the London Pass
May I start off this post by saying that when I read my notes at the end of the day I am
London Day Three: “I’m Henry the Eighth I am. Henry the Eighth, I am I am.”
Notes on Today, (because these here notes are working for me). See, I make notes during the day and post them here
London, Day Two: Look Right
Ok so Dave and the boys are sleeping after a very long day. I am slightly neurotic about keeping my made-while-extremely-jet-lagged
London Day One: the obvious title
Disclaimer: I promise to edit this again after I get a good night’s sleep. Cross your fingers that it is tonight.
Keeping My Moments Here is the Best I Can Do
I have journals scattered to the four corners, online and offline; handwritten words that are letter-dotted with twelve-year-old-girl-bubble hearts, dramatic monologues
Thoughts while taking a shower: comparing, body image, Anorexia
It is so dumb. I stood in the shower, and in that moment away from everything, what snuck into my relaxed brain
Our Crazy Kind of Love
Dave’s full-time, every single week San Francisco commute is wearing thin on all of us. We are away more than together.
Through My Fingers
We just finished listening to Lois Lowry’s, The Messenger, the third novel in her loosely woven book series. Many of you might
Dark Friday
Truth is I am not feeling dark, unless that is, you consider the acid-reflux-filled stomach monster that kept me tossing, turning
The Duct Tape That Holds My Mouth Shut
“And being silenced by a particular culture… That’s the whole point of corporate religion. Get the people so compliant that
The Wonders of Mod Podge
As Kyle covers his arm in “Stage Makeup”: various colored Sharpies, Dollar Store watercolors, toilet paper, and Mod Podge, he begins to
The October 1, 2013 United States Government Shut Down is Freaking Me Out.
Maybe it is because I am just old enough to remember the Energy Crisis of 1979, and the heart-pounding-sweaty-palms anxiety I,
Answers
“It was my boys who finally broke through. They were terrified. I could see it in their eyes, and as they clung
Oxygen Masks, Mormon Crafty Blogs and the Apocalypse
A small, yet wordy, preface: I have a lot to say. I always have a lot to say, and usually Dave or