September mornings

Sometimes there are other things. Mornings of sleeping in an extra half hour instead of getting up and dragging myself to the keyboard in the pre-dawn chill, because my days already feel like the fragile worn fabric of a quilt. The first flu of the season has me bleary eyed and achy. I’d whimper, but [...]

Enmeshed in forward motion

In the Pacific ocean, 1996. This afternoon I sat among boxes in my studio and dug through relics (an attempt at organizing, gone very far tangent.) I found pictures of high school boyfriends; letters; collages. All small fragments of who I was then, different, yet still me, in ridiculous cut-off shorts and too-large plaid shirts [...]

Pell-mell Tuesdays

Every minute of the day was allocated for something. Gah! Do you ever have days like that? I’m still getting the hang of it, and mostly I suck. If left to my own devices I’d be the haphazard, spontaneous, bohemian Aquarius that I am, to the core. I’d forget to eat, and then have pancakes [...]

Celebrating right now

For DH’s birthday: I woke up to make pancakes and pick fresh flowers before heading out the door for work. In the evening we went out for dinner at an lovely little Italian place. Good wine. Excellent food: smoked/grilled fresh mozzarella with eggplant; pumpkin ravioli with duck; veal saltimbocca. Bean was a delight. A perfect [...]

Snippets

Several of you made me promise I’d tell you when my piece hit newstands in Mothering Magazine. The editor says nice things about it here. And also–I need your help: Dh’s b-day is this weekend. Any fun ideas?