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…

At ease

A went at her own hair with scissors about 3 times before J started recommending that I take her in for a haircut. I was quite set on a little girl with long hair.     But while taking her pic one day I saw what a scraggly little thing she looked with these ridiculous…

Where I am

We are in Crescent City, Trinidad, Redding, and in the Redwood Forest… it is a good po boy vacation, and it is our second time here, so we need a new spot! Want your tips!

Bumblebee

My daughter. I was counting like The Count from Sesame Street. “ONE scary zombie! muahaha! TWO scary zombies! muahaha! THREE …” When she started to finish for me by doing the “muahaha!” part. I never knew I could love anyone so much.

Baby Bee

My whole life revolves around A, in a way so but I still don’t write much about her here. Lately she seems to just have blossomed. We play a game with her where we tell her to say stuff and laugh at how cute she sounds. She honestly thinks ladybug is merely a mispronunciation of…

Job Interviews

I have gotten very superstitious about job interviews. The job I currently have, the principal actually talked me into taking the job. That was an experience that was surreal, and encouraging. For that interview, my sister in law was ironing my shirt and accidentally burned it so we had to find a sweater to cover…

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…

In which I talk about a whole bunch of things at once

Samba SamOpen this link in a new window and listen while you read. It is Moreno Veloso singing Arrivederci. Now in case you all didn’t know, I like to listen to brazilian samba stuff. I think that pretty much there is not a person on this earth, who if they heard this music wouldn’t like…

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The first time I heard her heart beating it was at 10 weeks. It sounded like little explosions going off rhythmically. After that, her heart sounded like little galloping horses. I imagined a little herd of galloping appaloosas inside her heart.