A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.
Oh humble law building… (You were a law building, right?)
A small rectangular building standing awkwardly on blacktop, I can’t quite imagine that parking lot without it.
To the building, I may have been just another kid on a sky blue 10-speed bike, but that building was my greatest triumph.
Continue reading “With No Hands”
Given the amount of drool, finger chewing, and tongue-running-over-gums I’m seeing, I can only surmise the Wee One is working on a new tooth. She didn’t really want to be put down yesterday, and I spent a lot of time wearing her and holding her close, during which time I could engage in a little mental exercise:
Continue reading “Ten Things Probably Less Painful Than Teething*”
I’m not a fan of today. Today has been a little trying. Last night was the first night the Wee One spent in her crib and not with us. She didn’t sleep well, and then she didn’t nap well today. She’s also getting a new tooth, and so she’s been clingy and whiney all day.
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If we were having coffee, I would be quietly sipping a ginger tea. You ask me about it, since I’m normally such an avid coffee drinker, and I’m quiet for a moment. I have trouble telling you the anxiety I’ve struggled with since college, which seems to have gotten worse since we moved. I have stomachaches almost every day, hence the ginger tea.
Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share #5”
I’m phoning this one in
I hope it’s not a sin.
I’m feeling too sick and
Continue reading “I’m Phoning This One In*”
I had just commented in my Weekend Coffee Share that I feel like I’m on top of these daily posts-even with the baby-and here I am. Wordless.
But in this echoing chamber, I would like to talk about the blogger Rarasaur and the feature she did yesterday of fellow bloggers.
Continue reading “Pride Goeth Before Writer’s Block”
If we were having coffee, We would gaze quietly upon the rain outside, and I would tell you that I’m getting used to it. The rain? you ask, and I nod. You know what would be great, though? You shake your head.
Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share #4”