Tag: memories

  • Friday night delight?

    Friday night delight?

    I should have know when I woke up to a dark house. At first, I was confused, then I realized the howling wind and the bathroom night light being out were possibly related. Immediately, I went to the source of the most UpToDate information- the town Facebook page. Turns out, it wasn’t just leaving my…

  • Life lessons, little ones

    Life lessons, little ones

    Soft, warm, full of purr They slide into your heart Selfish, but snuggly in fur, They teach my kits To be gentle and kind But even so, They don’t always mind Your best isn’t good enough At other times, Nothing is too tough Patient and easily startled Wise and childish too; The oldest scampers like…

  • Two week wrap up

    Two week wrap up

    For the first time in well over a year, my folder for the month is almost empty. This is only the third time this month when I’ve sat down to spill my thoughts into the virtual page. My brain and soul have been almost too heavy, like the feeling you get when you’re too full…

  • Two week wrap up

    Two week wrap up

    For the first time in well over a year, my folder for the month is almost empty. This is only the third time this month when I’ve sat down to spill my thoughts into the virtual page. My brain and soul have been almost too heavy, like the feeling you get when you’re too full…

  • Nanowrimo the third

    Nanowrimo the third

    Another November, another goal. Except this year, I’m already bending the rules a little, or a lot, depending on whether you’re a purist or not. Once again, the goal is to write 50,000 words. But I have a slightly different plan this year. I reread my blog from last year, revisiting my goals and was…

  • Halloween 2018

    Halloween 2018

    The excitement made it hard to get them out the door this morning- my ninja, vampire, and Spider-Man. So excited for the trick or treating, they vibrated their way through breakfast, then through the day. When I returned home at the stroke of 5, they were ready to go, daddy dressed as an axe murderer.…

  • Recovery

    Recovery

    It’s been awhile since I sat down to explore myself and my reactions to the world. It’s not because I had no emotions, or found the world to be an unending paradise, but the opposite. I’ve lived in a House of Strep, which felt like a burden of unbearable proportions. But we bore it, somehow.…

  • Mondays resolutions

    Mondays resolutions

    On a Monday, I make new promises Like January 1st, But every week instead. I make my resolutions; I’ll eat my veggies, run again. I’ll finish my tasks Then relax in the sun again. How I miss being 28 Maybe, if I worked harder On each and every Monday I could turn back the clock…

  • Holiday Monday

    Holiday Monday

    Another holiday has passed, with food galore and children shrieking like the wild banshees they are- Or occasionally, tigers and wolves and whatever other creatures they were pretending to be. Seven small children make an infinite amount of noise, And yet somehow we managed to talk and eat and laugh. The warmth of a house…

  • Sun on falling leaves

    Sun on falling leaves

    A beautiful fall day unfolded as we drove through the trees, the brave leaves still clinging in shades of red and orange and yellow while their fallen brethren lay scattered on the ground. The sun was brilliant in cool blue skies, while the kids enjoyed the fall day, Pretending they weren’t even slightly cold as…