Our new puppy, Jeter, has been part of the family for a few months now and I have to admit I am quite taken with him. The early weeks were challenging as I sacrificed my sleep to housetrain a puppy who suffered from an ultra sensitive digestive system. Those cold winter nights, with me sleeping … Continue reading (Wo)man’s best friend
Tag: life
Don’t worry. Worry is useless. John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Where are you at when it comes to worry? Are you inclined to focus your energy imagining all of the perils lying in wait around the corner? Do you spend hours (years?) second guessing every decision you've ever made in life wondering "If only I had...?" If your tendency to worry paralyzes you in a … Continue reading Don’t worry. Worry is useless. John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Summer solstice
It isn't often that I have a day when nothing displeases me. When such a day as this occurs on the absolutely longest day of the year, it makes for an incredibly satisfying day. That is precisely what I had yesterday. The day began with flowers as I cut a bouquet of the beautiful roses … Continue reading Summer solstice
Looking for patterns
If you were to look in my closet, you'd notice a number of similar items, like these two dresses, for instance. My tendency to gravitate to a certain style of shoe (chunky Mary Janes, preferably black), boots (knee-high, brown lace-ups) and sweaters (oversize and loosely woven) is easily discernible. I've got a thing for purple … Continue reading Looking for patterns
Who are you?
In the last 10 years, I've been referred to by each of the following names: Boy Mom, Wine Wench, Lipstick Librarian, Runner Girl, Seen Shooter, DelSo Blogger, Yoga Momma, Snow Bunny, Bookworm and recently, Dairy Queen. I imagine there were a few other things I've been called, but I'm talking about what people have said … Continue reading Who are you?
Giving up
You may not know this, but both of my parents came from large Catholic families. Is that redundant? I actually have an aunt and two deceased great aunts, who became nuns, for real. I grew up hearing about how my mother's family went to morning mass every day, staying for a marathon mass on Sundays. … Continue reading Giving up
Preparing to die
To begin, a couple of childhood flashbacks... The first time I entered the woods with the boys who have grown to be my dearest male friends, I was convinced they were going to hurt me. It probably says something about the girl I was that I followed them to their forest fort, despite my certainty … Continue reading Preparing to die
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