I went back to a Mexican restaurant I haven’t visited in a while; a place I used to bring Wee One (WO) a lot several years ago. On Mondays they offer $5 Mustache Rides, and that appealing offer drew me out after a holiday weekend. (Margaritas, for any dirty minded folks out there.)
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“It Really Is The Little Things”
Wee One (WO) and I stole outside one morning a few weeks ago, right before the rain. It was muggy but there was a bit of a breeze on the flat land of the playground. She was swinging and I was pushing her baby doll in the swing next to her – at her request – reflecting on pushing that same swing with her as a toddler.
There’s a stream that pops up near the playground and winds through the neighborhood. Pushing the baby doll was meditative, and I reflected on the relationship we had formed with the area.
Continue reading ““It Really Is The Little Things””Oh, This Is Really Happening
Another college dream fulfilled: seeing Tori Amos in concert.
First, I eat at Veritas-a lobster roll and potato buds, a delicious rose cocktail.
Meet a beautiful woman, Kelly, as I eat. She shall become a character in a story: Dr. English, an anthropologist who studied tribal dance and left academia to become a massage therapist. As a healer both through movement and touch, she appreciates how plants can be healing.
Most of the people here look like me: women in their 40s, sort of hippie-ish. I wish I could tell me younger self: even if you feel like you don’t fit in, be you. You do. You’re glorious, and living your truth now will only reinforce your joy later.
People Can Be Amazing
Wee One is in first grade, has been all year (sniff) and this first proper spring break, I wanted to start to a tradition of taking her traveling. I remember spring break road trips with my parents, even my absent father. (Maybe that’s the reason I remember them. He was never around for anything else.)
But this Backpacker turned Mama is gonna show my girl the ropes!
Continue reading “People Can Be Amazing”Goals for 2022
There was a time that I would set annual goals for myself. Just things I wanted to do or experience. It started with, like, 52 goals in 52 weeks, so one a week. Then it winnowed down to 24, then 10… After 2018, I just quit doing it. I just… I don’t know. Couldn’t think of anything.
Continue reading “Goals for 2022”Now That I’m Alone I Can Laugh
Today on, “Why is my child crying?”
Someone had mistakenly thrown away her pet snake. Named Serena. Which was actually a stick. We later realized she was thrown into the street and a car drove over it, so her head came off.
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You can take the girl out of social work, but you can’t take the social work out of the girl.
Omicron is doing what it’s doing, and school starts on the 3rd. I can’t imagine any scenario in which the school is not overrun with infections among staff and students, and I don’t want Wee One (WO) to fall victim to it. Just yesterday, I exited my five day quarantine in my room to be around people in a mask. (I’m fine, BTW. It was like a sinus infection. And the biggest thing for me and WO today was to snuggle.) But we did not sacrifice five days of snuggling just for her to get it next week. We have a wedding coming up and I don’t want her to get long COVID.
Continue reading “Advocacy Win”In A Naughty Place?
Last week, on Wee One’s (WO) first day of school, I was out with another mom friend whose son was at his first day of kindergarten. (Let’s call her Tilda.)
Continue reading “In A Naughty Place?”School Starts
Wee One (WO) is starting first grade today, and I”m having some Feelings.
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Trigger Warning: Sexual Advances towards Children, Internalized Misogyny.
A parent posed a question in a crunchy parenting Facebook group about her nine year old daughter wearing “sexy” clothes; short shorts and crop tops. She wanted to know how to tell her daughter it was not okay to wear those clothes. I immediately thought about how I would try to say something similar to Wee One (WO), and I looked ahead at to see what other parents suggested. You know, tips for the future. That’s when I realize my internalized misogyny.
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