Either the drugs are finally kicking in, or my brain finally found that hidden stash of seratonin. This morning as I was dancing around the kitchen to Dar Williams I realized for a bizarre second, I was happy. Not “this is nice” happy, but “Life ROCKS!” happy. The dance around your kitchen, […]

Because Mondays are made for Neruda:
Don’t go far off… by Pablo Neruda
Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because –
because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don’t leave me, […]

We’re shopping around for schools for Zander, who will begin his auspicious schooling debut next Fall. As a keener and total school-head overachiever, to say that I load a bit of significance onto this choice would be a massive understatement.
And tomorrow will be his “Kindergarten Assessment Test” a very intimidating sounding gate-keeping exercise for […]

Thump, thump, thump. Creak. Sniffle. Cry. “Mama?” “MAMAAA??????” “MAMA!”
Ergh. “Yes?”
“Sometimes you don’t understand me.”
Ergh. “I don’t?”
“No. Sometimes you don’t understand.”
Shuffle, shuffle, robe. Door open. Peer down at small serious face. “I’m sorry I don’t always understand you honey. Sometimes I don’t understand myself.”
“Oh.”
Hands, walk, walk, tuck in, […]

Some days when all worries rest on my doorstep, when missing the kids is sitting lumpishly in my belly, there is really only one thing to do: Make lasagna. I am not a domestically gifted sort. I don’t craft or sew or garden. But I do cook a mean lasagna.
And the […]