. . . Autumn. Springtime is so lovely. This past spring was particularly fecund for me, as it was the season when I welcomed my first baby. The tulips were nodding, the azaleas in bloom, and the trees budding green when I carried my son up the front porch stairs for the first time. Following…
Faith (Somewhat) Restored
Had to follow up that post with this one, directly after watching the Veep debate. What a refreshing debate! How fantastic to see two people state their cases, pretty plainly, and argue with one another civilly and skillfully. I was impressed, for the first time, with Governor Palin. I thought she did a really good…
Huh?
I really shouldn’t waste my time reading idiot commentors on message boards – and believe me, there are idiots of all flavors out there who just relish the opportunity to flame one another. Maybe they don’t have jobs? But anyway, while taking a mental break from my job – a short one, I promise!…
We Interrupt This Birth Story . . .
. . . to give you a quick developmental update from your sponsors, The Slave and The Other Slave. So, the cute thing du jour is that you are getting extremely vocal about poop. Lemme tell you, no Blue Collar Comedy episode has a thing on you when it comes to poop jokes. There is…
Night Duty
I slip in the door after band practice. It’s dark in the house, but not quiet – I hear the baby fussing from a back room. I let my bag slide through my fingers, fumble my way through the dark, homing in on the sound of my sweet, lovely boy, who is crying (I can…