This past Mother’s Day, as I’m living far away from my mother for the first time (don’t judge) and raising my own little girl, I decided to make a card for my mom, and my mother-in-law.
Author: Sahara
Reclaiming Sensitivity
I was a sensitive child, and I am a sensitive person. I imagine that is what makes me an effective counselor. But I am so embarrassed by that.
Tell The Truth Tuesday
“It is a truth universally acknowledged…” (one of the best opening lines of literature) that there is a hole in my living room.
Weekend Coffee Share #25

If we were having coffee, we would actually be drinking beer. In a crowded and smoky pub. I went camping last night and just got back. Actually, I didn’t go camping. I went, and had even gone to bed already, but was so very cold I couldn’t stand stay the night.
An Iron Eagle Helps Out
I have an old friend who was always funny, throwing out quick little barbs here and there, and as we’ve gotten older her wit has sharpened to the point I read her Facebook posts in awe of her ability.
Parental Insecurity
Weekend Coffee Share #24

If we were having coffee, you would comment on pictures you had seen on my Facebook feed of our visit to Skagit to see the tulips.

Time Tipping Over
I normally do a Top 10 on Tuesdays, but its late after a long day with the baby, and since I couldn’t generate anything, I’ve brushed off a post I wrote a few months ago.
There is an expression I use to refer to the middle of a set length of time (a week or whatever):
Weekend Coffee Share #23

If we were having coffee, we would be happy to settle into our usually Sunday Spot, and I’ll watch out the window while you get your drink. You had a really hard week at work, and while tell me about it, I silently give thanks that Cohiba’s job allows me to stay home with the Wee One, because I love doing it.
But at the same time,
Top 10 90’s Movies, Part Two

This is the second installment of my top 10 90’s movies (Read the first one here.) Most of these movies came out when I was a little older, in college. They are in “chronological” order, meaning time of meaningfulness in my life.
