Dear anyone who has input on the magazine covers at the checkout line of my local supermarket, Stop it already. I’m done looking at your offensive headlines and your photoshopped women who probably don’t even recognize themselves. I’m done with all your weight loss and fad diet bullshit to get ready for bathing suit season….
first of the month: the hopeful balloon of summer
This week started wet and cold and then got hot, hot–so much so that it immediately became hard to go to the bank or the library or even to drive through town as we do on the way home from school without the girls saying that we just must get ice cream, because mommy it is just…
not for now but for later
Because it’s now that I’m here and I write, this list will live in this place, not for now but for later. Not for today, when just tonight at 8:08, we cheered and said hooray! It’s been a decade, 10 whole years! since you came twirling into the world. Not tonight, when we ate lemon…
what vacation looks like
If you could hear this picture, it would sound like Taylor Swift- LOUD. I cannot get Rosie out of her nightgown, and work is slow-going. Joey’s home too, which means I drink beer at 3 and spend too much time making dinner. Then the girls are bored, so I offer to take them to the…
in their own way (or, how to throw a wedding)
On Saturday, I watched my very oldest friend, Sarah, marry a poet. He is, of course, many other things too (including deeply beloved by my children), and the happiness of the match as well as the details of the day made for an especially good wedding. Although I have to admit– I look back at…
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