It’s Mother’s Day again. I like the idea of a day that celebrates those of us that mother, but the cheezy commercialism of it is a bit much. Some years it flies by. I buy the card, send the gift. My own mother thinks the whole thing is silly, so there’s really no pressure. For…
I’m baking a cake today. Actually I baked the cake part last night and later today I’ll frost. This one’s a little different. Dark chocolate cake, vanilla buttercream frosting and then dark chocolate ganache poured over the top just until it cascades down the sides. It looks beautiful in the picture. Remains to be seen…
There is an owl that lives by my house. I don’t often hear her and I’ve only seen her fly over once, but she’s there. I’m not sure why I call her “she”, but I always have. Yesterday morning I was up early, it was still dark, moon and stars still out. It was cold…
I tend to judge. Shoot me. I swear we all do it, but I guess I’m a little more open with my thoughts. I know you can’t judge a book by it’s cover. I look farther than the cover, but once I’m a few chapters in, I really feel like I have a good sense.…
I may have missed my chance to be rich and famous. Maggie came home tonight and informed me that if I just wrote books like the one she started reading today, I would be famous and rich and people would love me. Wow, I was a little taken aback by her enthusiasm, but Maggie doesn’t…
When our daughter left for college last year, I ran around buying and organizing everything I could possibly control. We moved her to her dorm, returned home, I finished cleaning out her room and I cried. I knew immediately that I would miss the day to day. Michael kept walking by her room and checking…
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…
Parenting. It’s like a really long orientation period for a pretty important job. The parent is the seasoned employee, the one that knows how things work and has been around for a while. The child is the newbie, the one that just came on the scene and presumably knows nothing. Similar to a new job,…
There are times, fortunately not often, but times none the less when I am overwhelmed with sadness. Days or moments when the world seems unfair. I used to be a very optimistic person, naive and optimistic, but now I find that I am learning to expect nothing and that bad things happen. Even now the…