Going back…

I can’t recall how long ago it was, I realized that I really, really really needed to practice being thankful more in order to… I don’t know, fill in the blank, not be angry (long story), be nicer, be more patient, forgive myself, take time to play with the kids… etc. The usual suspects. And…

Mama fatigue

  When I was a kid, one of the scariest things my mom would do is leave without clear intent or destination.  She did it seldom, once, maybe twice, but one always knew when it was happening because she said she was going to Texas. We knew no one in Texas.  Thus is the sense…

What me worry?

Back when I was young, carefree in college, I worried about things like making rent, making grades, making it to work on time. I didn’t create things to worry about, like what would happen if… And the quality of worry was that I could more or less control these things, so it compelled me to…

The world is insane

Perhaps it was the “How they killed the Electric Car” DVD I watched not too long ago. Or maybe it is all the news about how people are suddenly starving to death and there is all of a sudden this giant shortage of food worldwide. Or maybe it is all the economic panic. Or maybe…

Admit it

C’mon, admit it. If a little girl pressed her face into your cheek and said “Kiss? Happy! Happy! Happy! Thankyou Momma,” wouldn’t you play her stupid music like The Wiggles just to see her smile? I am listening to this stuff, and it is just really a basic cross between the Cab Calloway (which she…