A Fat, Round Day
Another slow, slow day. I’m working but my daughter’s school is closed, and I can hear her banging around…
January 20, 2015Another slow, slow day. I’m working but my daughter’s school is closed, and I can hear her banging around…
January 20, 2015It is a weekend of sleeping in, of staying in our pjs until 2 pm. It is a weekend…
January 19, 2015The ground is frozen and glittered and the sky is dark, but dreams unfurl quietly and push up, up.…
January 15, 2015Friends, it’s happened. My daughter has finally looked up at the shelves in the cereal aisle at the grocery…
January 14, 2015The feeling of staying up late, working on something new. Black ink drying down the sides of your hand.…
January 12, 2015Mama, she says, I want you to make me Fred. Just like that, no sweet talk, just a tiny furrow…
January 9, 2015By now you may have heard about the idea of capsule wardrobes, and this upcoming season I’m going to…
January 9, 2015It’s 6:30 am and my daughter is screaming at me, the kind of scream that makes me look at the…
January 7, 2015I get to the Panera Bread ten minutes early because, like always, I am a goody two-shoes, a…
January 6, 2015