You’re probably wondering why I felt the need to write about a child’s toy. Seeing as I’m surrounded by them constantly, maybe the title leads you to think I am … Continue reading Hobby Horses
You see them sparkle. They draw you in close. But before you know it, you’re bumping your face on an invisible barrier that keeps you from reaching them. Over and over you try to break through. If only you could touch one, hold one for a moment, you know you’ll feel worlds better. But you can’t. No matter how hard you try, you just can’t reach. The only thing you can feel is that enlarging hole in your self worth and a busted, bloody face.
That’s the major struggle of being a caregiver.
In the summer of ‘93, I was an eight-year-old jorts wearing tomboy, covered in mosquito bites and baseball caps. I spent most of that summer playing in the dirt at … Continue reading When Dinosaurs Ruled The World
In my neck of the woods, it is totally and officially Summer. It’s hot, it’s humid, and for our family, both school and work are out. The 9-year-old is … Continue reading Summer Status Report
In this part of the Carolinas, Summer comes hard and fast. You see, our Winters aren’t that deep. We don’t dip below the freezing mark enough for it not to … Continue reading Windows Down
Fun Fact Time: Like many uncertain baby witches, I spent a block of my youth getting my wand wet in Wicca. Let’s face it, there’s not a world where an … Continue reading Bless Their Hearts, But Take No Shit
Every store has circulars and signs explaining how best to use your money to prove your love for your mother. Instead of being inspiring, these endless suggestions make Mother’s Day seem like an obligation.
And like Victory Gin, holidays of obligation leave a bitter taste.
I don’t have pretty words to dress it up. I don’t have metaphors to make it relatable. I’m drained. I’m empty. I’m disconnected. This year started in the red. My … Continue reading Disconnected
In the Seventies, musical sitcoms were a thing. Singing, dancing, canned laughter, and tissue-thin plot lines, as corny as it sounds to us, it was a total hit. It seemed … Continue reading C’mon Get Happy…Or Else
If you’ve been around for a quick minute, you are well aware of RBF or resting bitch face. It’s the unintentional facial expression that makes a person look like they are … Continue reading Resting Rose Face