…they go by pretty fast, you know? Last night we returned from Texas, late. Meaning it was late at night. Like 11 p.m. late. And someone I know who is two years old was still awake and watching “bugs” (A Bugs Life). During our long jaunt back, I texted a friend of mine to see…
One Part Glitter, Two Parts Dirt
The too warm water runs over my hands as I scrub another dish and the ketchup remnants fall into the sink. I hear the cardinal in the crepe myrtyle across the way chirping and I see his red feathers flash as he makes his way closer to my window. I think about how I wish…
No running for now, right? Right.
I sat on the vinyl table with the sterile, crinkly paper as he said it. “No running for at least a week and no half marathon.” “No half marathon…?” I echoed his words. “Nope, you’re not properly trained anyway, right?” Right. And there it was, the new doctor, who I liked a lot, said what…
Exasperating Boy
As I have mentioned before, one of my children can exasperate me to no end… In the morning he snuggles in next to me in our bed. In the evening he runs wild about the house, literally bouncing off the walls and furniture. One minute he’s asking for hugs and kisses and the next he…
Growing and growing…
I spent the beautiful morning cleaning house and doing chores, putting away the clothes of my children. The pants and socks and underwear and shirts that just keep getting bigger and bigger… There is simply no stopping them. Just like the babies, the ones that are now kids. I rinsed the same colorful, plastic dishes…
If wishes were horses then dreamers would fall… (and get back up again)
There are times when I do not believe in myself. Times when I let the practical thoughts of my brain take over the romantic ones of my heart. Lately that has been the case more than not. I will not go over the litany of things that I seem to be slacking at these…
This Day
My heart parts felt a bit jumbled today. One minute they are shaken up while two kids fight over the front part of the Target cart. And both cry. And I negotiate the best I know how. We spend too much time touching every Lego box (well, Little G does anyway) and we are almost…
Some Same Something
I woke up unusually early to go to the gym since my schedule was packed for the rest of the day. As I came to the end of the street where I turn onto the main road I saw two teenage girls standing in the dark morning, waiting for the bus. They stood about 15…
Last Night of the Tree
I lounge on the couch with my feet uncovered. I can feel how cold my toes are but I’m too tired to get up and get any socks. The rest of me is warm so it seems to compensate for the freezing digits. My not getting up to get socks reminds me of all the…
Different Worlds
There are people everywhere, many with different accents and strange words I do not know, flowing from their mouths. There are sights and sounds and smells and my senses are overloaded. Lights, so many lights. Food of all kinds. Authentic cheesecake, actually from New York. Nuts and hot dogs and “street meat” on every corner,…