Every time I think I’m going to give up with this long long long standing blog, I come back. This is a long one, hold on. Will it click this time, again? I don’t know. The last year and a half has been, well, large. Â Purging a lot. A LOT. …
At some point this week our wonderful girl is going to turn 13. 13. I never understood when grownups said that time actually moves so fast since the time between 2:45 and 3:00 pm seemed to take hours. Â But looking through her baby pictures and home movies I feel like …
I’ve done it again. I’ve done it repeatedly . I don’t know what to write about because what I would like to write about I can’t. It isn’t a good idea to write about work. It just isn’t. However much I wish I could have written about all the interesting …
Bean wrote a poem. She loves Nox Arcana (hmmm don’t ask me where she gets that) And this is the song that made her want to write Here’s the poem: Little ballerina dance your empty dance For you are a mere doll Your soul is captivated in a trance Words …
Prompt B: What does your everyday look like? Describe the scene of your happiest moment of every day. I get up at 5. Hit the snooze button three times until Moshi says “the alarm has been stopped for today. I get dressed, sometimes I showered the night before. I wake …
it’s funny the things we keep. The things we keep for ourselves, the things we keep for our children, or in our case child. The things we keep for each other. My mother kept my baby ring. What a funny thing to have. I understand a baby cup, I guess …
So we signed Bean up for a camp but she was having trouble connecting with one of the counselors and got into some mean girls situations. We had a long talk, J the Bean and I and we discussed both perserverence and cutting your losses. After all—the camp thing was …
So some of the crazy girl shit has started. One girl lies about something my daughter said (but she didn’t) to another girl and then they tell another and suddenly she’s ganged up on. Or instead of saying oops a girl blames the Bean for her mistake. And how about …
and I have another migraine. I’m just here to say, I posted. And I’m always happy to write about my kidlet. Here is a recent pic from Bean’s GT class. When other kids got shy, she volunteered to speak first. She tells me she doesn’t even get nervous before she …
That’s all for tonight folks. We didn’t swim today because we think the pool was closed. Didn’t look too closely though. Tomorrow will be swimming and sunburning likely.
One of the ways I prepare my thoughts for what I’m going to write is once the topic is lodged in my brain I look for a quote that fits the feeling I’m feeling. Usually I stay with the quote, sometimes—like the last entry I don’t. I started off …
Well, I blame Tui of Mental Mosaic – I’d not heard about Reverb10. And though some of the writing on their ‘come join us†pages is a little twee for me, I like the idea. I usually get all reflective around my birthday and I did that of course this …
Let’s see if I can get this to work. A small vid of the Bean from my iphone Dark, but cute. I wonder if two will work. If this one doesn’t give you pause, I suspect you might be missing some important human attribute. yay, I figured it out. …
We had this tiny little (ok not so tiny or little over 8lbs) baby dear. Squinched up face, cutest toes in the world (still are, and I still want to kiss ’em much to her chagrin “oh mommy I’m much too old for that,”) tiny long fingers and opinionated from …
