(from 2015) Driving around doing errands this afternoon, I brashly asked my daughter if there was anything she felt like doing. There was: Energyplex, the play gym at the north side of the city. We haven’t used our membership in a while, and with her love of climbing, she’s been itching to go. I raised a …
You are correct. It is 2018, and the list I ought to be posting is of books I’ve read this past year. However, 2017 was also an amazing year of reading, so I’m going to jumpstart this blog restart with going back a year. If I find the enthusiasm, I may even tackle 2016 (no …
Three years. It’s been three years since I last posted on this blog. What have I been doing since then? Let’s see. Moving to an island. Starting up a full-time job …
Mmm, books. I’m sure many of you feel the same way. Books are delicious, enticing, engrossing, and essential not just to pleasure but survival. I’ve been keeping a record of the books I read since 2005. I used to write comments, and now it’s just title & author & type … but that’s enough to …
Starting in the summer, I felt the urge to experience the glorious crispness of scissors slicing through my hair. In the past I’ve experimented on other people’s hair, with the results ranging from bad to mediocre. Poor results did not dim my enthusiasm. The need to take scissors to my hair was a visceral as well …
I did it. I NaNo’d and won. Winning, for those new to NaNo, is an individual accomplishment of writing 50,000+ words during the month of November.* I pulled an idea from my folder and played around with it, putting together a rough plot outline in the last few days of October. Then, starting November 1, I …
Driving around doing errands one recent afternoon afternoon, I brashly asked my daughter if there was anything she felt like doing. There was: Energyplex, the play gym at the far end of the city. We haven’t used our membership in a while, and with her love of climbing, she’s been itching to go. I raised …
It has not been a time of peaceful reflection. It has been a time of running circles through alternate futures, constant debating over where to go and what to do, until we’re exhausted, arguing and sick of thinking about it. What to do? We went on a trip. The idea came less than week before …
Mmm, clean dishes! Back into place you go, all steamy and sterile. Beautiful … shelves full, dishwasher empty. Beautifully full, beautifully empty, the promise of days of dishes to enjoy. Oh, here’s a few dirty ones on the counter. Slide you into place … perfect! Still lots of room in here. All surfaces clean, so …
I am unable to make my daughter do what I want. Given my perspectives on parenting, I would have thought I would understand this by now, and, in fact, would not WANT to control her. No. I still, at times, want to make her do what I know she needs to do. Starting Sunday, she …