Sometimes I Feel Like Wonder Woman
Sometimes I feel like Wonder Woman. I feel like Wonder Woman because I do battle every day. You see, I have ADHD. I’ve had it all my life, even though I didn’t know it until I was well into adulthood. As it turns out, my daughter also has ADHD. And my husband. And I’m pretty sure at least…
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TToT – A Week of Weird
This has been a weird and crazy week. For starters, our parenting efforts have included addressing the topics of clubs that include only certain people and exclude others, balls (yes, that kind), menstrual periods, why some men might prefer to dress as women, and why poems about knife-wielding gummy bears are not appropriate material for the…
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TToT – A (Sick) Day of Rest
I don’t know if I’ve had the everlasting upper respiratory cold or several one right after another. Either way, I’ve been dealing with this nonsense since about New Year’s Day and I’ve had just about enough. I figure I’ll finally ditch the winter cold junk just in time for the spring allergy nonsense. I’m trying…
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Six Sentence Stories – Take My Hand
“That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one body.” He sat in the pew, staring, listening, recalling those words read from the pulpit on his own wedding day, his bride standing next to him in the same spot where the young couple…
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TToT – Catching Up, Transitions, and Change
I can’t help but think lately that life is a constant string of transitions. We spend most of our lives moving from one phase to another: from youth to adulthood, from school to work, from one relationship to another, from one job to another…our movement is constant and sure. That’s not to say that we…
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Conversations with Kidzilla – Beer and Books
I love listening to my daughter talk. OK, that’s not always true. Sometimes Kidzilla starts speaking the moment her eyes open in the morning and she doesn’t stop until her eyes close again at night. And even then, sometimes she keeps right on going. On those days, it’s a bit much sensory input for my…
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Headstones and Homesteads
I ran an errand to the mall today and ended up sitting at my Grandparents’ grave site. I don’t know why, really. I’m not much of a grave visitor. I had a rough day today. But I’ve had other rough days and none have sent me running to their grave. Perhaps it is just that…
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A Standing Date
On the night they met, my Grandmother told my Grandfather that he was crazy. I’m pretty sure she told him that many more times over the course of their life together, but that night was the first – at least that’s how I remember the story. My Grandparents were practically babies when they met – 14…
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Sweet Sounds and a Smile
I am the mother of the loudest child on the planet. I am sure of it. Kidzilla makes sound of some sort constantly. Seriously. She begins speaking the second she wakes up and continues to speak, sing, laugh, shout, giggle, talk, hoot, holler, chortle, twitter, scream, whisper (which is actually a very loud breathy sound…
