Here in the dark. Hearing our laptops hum At night. Not so softly I ask you, what I should write. You
After a Miscarriage: Pain and Power Ballads
Finally home, although we already miss Portland. After two and a half weeks on the road we are finally home. The boys
Surprise! I’m Pregnant (was): Part Two
Tuesday, July 31, I was in bed thinking all was as it should be, Dave woke up and left for work. Work
Surprise! I’m Pregnant. (was)
[Saturday Morning, August 4, 2012, 11:06AM: PART TWO will be waiting for you early Monday Morning. Thank you for reading and making
Just because you have (insert issue here), there still is no excuse to be mean!
I think I was five or six years old when I first heard the term “manic-depressive.” And to very young, impressionable me,
Another Reason We Travel: I like to move.
I don’t know if it is hormones, onion layers or simply human nature. There is no question that I feel more resolved
The Flammulated Owl & having a voice that carries
There we were, with our friend, Markus. He had driven up from Salt Lake City and was looking for a good Flammulated
Thank you Mr. Borgerding!
In high school and then again in college I always managed to get myself into the Creative Writing classes. And thanks to
And then my Gallbladder (Gladys) was removed.
The night before surgery I waited until the very last second to have one more drop of caffeine. I knew we would
Hello, hello, hello. Is there anybody out there?
I took a short break thanks to my lovely gallbladder (Gladys, may you Rest in Peace), a little at-home stress and the
Holy Gallbladder, Batman!
I am sorry for the long , nearly two week break. No, I am not having an existential crisis. And YES,
The Blue, REPORT-A-BULLY, Paper Does Not Work . . .
. . . Bullies do not stop! Bullies are not always who we expect them to be. Who do you blame, because
Around the Kitchen Island: Liver, Homework, Good Friends & Vince Vaughn
It is 7:49PM. My laptop is plugged in and I sit here at the kitchen counter typing away. I have been scouring
Blindness
Last night I found myself talking on the phone. We had been trying to get ahold of each other for a few
One wrong word & my switch flips. Thank God for Old School Rollerblades!
We were finishing our fourth lap around the Farm Park and Dave said one thing. I lost my mind and then wanted
Peanut Butter Pro Bars make a horrible Swim Team Snack & Where are my Goggles: Hope is Stronger than Fear
“Mom, you are so difficult sometimes.” Kyle said after taking a very deep breath and then earnestly tried to explain why a