Supercapacity

In the back of my mind it registers that my stomach is hurting. It feels a little like listening to muzak, something invasive but distant, not quite distracting enough to justify attention, but enough pervasive enough to give me a vague sensation of angst. Everything is not as peachy as it could be maybe. So [...]

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Sometimes he still looks so small to me… *** Holding my breath, watching the election results. *** President Obmama = awesome.

Things I want to know:

… If every 3 ½ year old goes through a phase of DISAGREABLE that involves rejecting every choice and every option presented to him, and also often involves throwing himself to the floor in sobbing dramatics when told that those are his only choices, or even, at his very worst, saying, No Mommy! You listen [...]

The broken fabric of moments

We’re a dozen cars back from the stoplight and we’re waiting. They’re up ahead, in the moving van. I’m following after with a car load of dogs, their tongues hot and wet, breath clouding the glass. I have the windows down. Its evening and the shadows are long across the pharmacy and the auto parts [...]

A welcome

The beautiful, talented, Sam just had her baby boy—on (I believe) Bean’s half birthday. He’s still in the hospital (check her blog for the details) but doing well. If I could, I’d be there in a heartbeat. Instead, they’re in my thoughts. A lot. Welcome to mamahood, Sam! Welcome to the world, little one, you’ve [...]

Trembling heart

Sometimes my heart feels like a starfish belly: outside me, devouring the things I love. Sometimes it feels like an urchin’s purple back: a hundred quills around its pliant center. Sometimes it’s like the soft belly of a cat: turning to the sunlight, thrumming with internal delight. Sometimes it’s hard to have a heart this [...]

A weekend in Quebec

Sinking into the plush down of a king sized bed. Chocolates on the pillow. Bright green apples in a black ceramic bowl on the end table. Lattes in the morning in white cups with saucers, firelight, flaky croissants and tall slender glasses of orange juice. Walking cobblestone streets in the icy cold. Like a family [...]

Hi. Already.

Hello, Internets ! I haven’t checked my stats in so long, I believe I’ve forgotten my passwords. But I know that there are many cool people out there who come here, and some of you write me absolutely awesome emails, or send me lovely chocolate covered figs, or gorgeous photos, or cds with amazing girly [...]