I often suffer from Perfect or Not Participating Syndrome. I guess that would be PNPS? People afflicted with this syndrome need to be at the top, they need to be the best. Everything needs to look just so and be the way they visualize it, in order for them to participate. This leads to missing out on a whole slew of things in life. These people also avoid experiences or situations they feel do not “suit” them based on some […]
I love movies. I’m a sucker for a great romance. Truth is, I’m pretty silly for even a hint of romance. I like it when things work out. I don’t mind the journey or the ups and downs, but I need a happy ending. I’ve watched romances with less than happy endings, Blue Valentine comes to mind, and those movies can be great. Sad or even realistic endings can teach so much about the human experience and some fine performances […]
Nothing to write today, but it is well past time for a blog post. I will dig into the word bank and find some inspiration. The word for this post is…amuse. Hmm…here we go. Amuse – to find something funny or entertaining. I truly believe I could entertain myself anywhere. I suppose my blog reflects much of my life’s amusement. When Maggie was in the hospital, at age eleven, she cracked up her neurosurgeon right before her surgery by asking, […]
I’m not a good driver. I’m easily distracted. I talk with others, or to myself, I sing, I look around and I’m forever finding myself lost. I forget to drive, to focus on the road, and get where I’m going. Life is a journey, to be enjoyed in reflection, only if you reach a destination. If I am forever wandering around, giving directions to others or just daydreaming I will never get where I want, need, to be. Even Thoreau […]
Hold on, hold on to yourself…this is gonna hurt like hell. I posted this just under a year ago. In light of Boston and Texas, it seems appropriate. Songs convey emotion that words alone can not. Loss is universal and the pain reminds us all that we can hurt in ways we never knew possible. Strength to families I have never met. Peace to the people that have suffered and died. That’s all from the laundry room. Breathe.
I went to the library on Thursday. It’s hard to fully describe this experience, but here goes. I haven’t been to a library in years. I think I had forgotten all about places like libraries. Maggie has swim now at a different pool two days a week. We went early so I could get my bearings which basically means I needed to find a place to park myself for two and a half hours while she swims. We located the […]
There are doves nesting in a planter right by our front door. We noticed it last week when Operation Spring Clean Up began. If we open the front door the dove flies away and leaves two beautifully perfect eggs in a simple elegant nest right under the light by our door. So, we don’t open the door. We can’t, they need to be on those eggs. As I often do in my life, I went to Google. Doves nest for […]
This is an important video and an even more important issue. The idea that anyone’s babies would feel alone or harm themselves because of something that makes them who they are is heartbreaking. Enough is enough, let people be. If we all tended to our own garden instead of telling others what to do with theirs, the world would be a much better place. My thoughts from the laundry room. Open the Window.
Maggie turned 13, Cotter turned 16 and I cut my hair. Not in any particular order of importance, although the haircut is clearly less epic. I can grow that back, but I will never get a five year old Maggie or Cotter wearing his sister’s barrettes again. Change is important, vital. I’m convinced without it things get weird. It’s sort of like when we bring fresh veggies home from the farmer’s market. We wipe out the drawers of the refrigerator, […]
When did hard work become a bad thing, an unromantic idea? Ben Affleck accepted the Oscar for Best Picture last weekend and thanked his wife. He thanked her for their life and for working with him to keep their marriage together and to raise their children. I’m paraphrasing of course, but that was the gist. There were several comments that his words were unromantic, or that an acceptance speech was not the time to bring up the challenges of marriage. […]