Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

I had to cancel my first trimester ultrasound today, and it hit me harder than makes sense.  I was startled by my tears.  I felt like an idiot standing outside the doors of my law school, sniffling into a Kleenex as I call three places to assure it’s canceled.  I canceled it because my insurance…

This morning, I am thankful for: Black Friday shopping – on my couch, in my slippers, with a cup of tea and my laptop, yesterday’s blueberry muffins warmed and sweet. A healthy boy, after a long croupy night.  He seems much better this morning, though we are all weary from spending the night in the…

The wind howled through the night, and when it woke me at 3am I composed a brilliant post in my head.  The wind blew it away. Jack was in it.  Of that I’m sure.  3 am wakeups these days generally lend themselves to worries about my boy.  Usually there are no genuine worries about him,…

My daily cycling commute takes me about ten blocks west to the park, then about a mile north along the park trails to school.  The road we live on is bumpy.  It’s a one way.  I don’t often see many cars.  I cross three big two way streets, and always with great caution. Always, that…

I had big plans to write a big response post to my guest blogger, whose dilemma I think we ALL understand.  But I can barely manage these few boring sentences.  Dear anonymous blogger, if you ever return to see this – date the guy!  As long as "different from other guys" isn’t a euphemism for…