Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

Still, every night, I watch a show with Jack before he goes to bed. He wears this green knitted beanie these days. Styles his long bangs out the front of it, across his forehead, just so. We recently had a family game night, and he participated, but also said “I’m just asking, but like, why…

Requiem was written by Eliza Gilkyson after the 2004 tsunami that killed 230,000 people. These days the lyrics resonate. The current COVID-19 death toll is 3 million people and climbing – Brazil is currently seeing 3,000 deaths per day. A slower tsnumai, but just as overwhelming in its human costs. Here are the lyrics. Mother…

It’s a rainy morning, in a spate of rainy mornings. I think April 2021 is the second rainiest April in the history of New Orleans, so far – we’ve had major thunderstorms mixed in with steady, unending rain every day. Our back porch plants are loving it, it’s like a tropical forest back there, heavy…

Jack got an iPhone. “Wait until eighth” is the phrase (meaning 8th grade), and he is almost there, and we are letting him babysit his brothers for hours now. It was the right time. He and his father left us for a week, to go up to the Carolinas and hike and camp over spring…

G’morning. Update: I am half-vaccinated, soon to be full-vaccinated as of Tuesday. My in-laws are vaccinated. My parents are vaccinated. We are arranging visits where we don’t have to quarantine ahead of time. It is, in a word, Wonderful. It is, in two words, Wonderful + Anxiety-Inducing. I have forgotten how to be normal! All…