Tag: memories

  • ‘‘Twas the night before Groundhog Day

    ‘‘Twas the night before Groundhog Day

    The frigid temperature of the Canadian subarctic smacked me hard this morning. While one day closer to spring, the first day of February was not in anyway spring like in nature. It made me think about tomorrow. I wondered if Mr. Groundhog would see his shadow or not. And then as always, I fell into…

  • Monday has been brought to you by caffeine

    Monday has been brought to you by caffeine

    I found myself in that awkward spot today multiple times. You know, the place where your nostrils flare as you try to stifle a yawn, so you don’t look like a jerk who’s not listening. My sleep last night, while nothing to write home about, was probably the closest thing to 8 hours I’ve had…

  • Thoughts about parenting at night after the children are in bed

    Thoughts about parenting at night after the children are in bed

    I had no inkling Not a single clue Just how much children Could do to you One moment my life Went swimming along All by myself, Singing a song Worried about loneliness, But free as a bird I never thought I’d be surrounded by words Unceasing chatter, But full of delights They light up my…

  • Picnic and a movie

    Picnic and a movie

    We had a picnic tonight. Leftovers on paper plates on a used tablecloth- Princess Sophie, from Sam’s birthday in September. The children were excited and so grateful- a fun new way to eat supper on the living room floor. I put on a movie from my list of favorites as a child, and watched as…

  • Ten months

    Ten months

    I just got a notification from bluehost, the company that owns my domain for thoughtsalad, reminding me that it was due for renewal in less than 60 days. When I first signed up to write my blog, it was as a personal challenge. I wanted to unload from the sometimes emotionally exhausting work that I…

  • Horizon

    Horizon

    The clouds obscure the edge, world dropping off unannounced The horizon stretches out, the distance pronounced We travel this world naked and alone wrapped in illusions that feel like home Unique to our experiences, no two the same, we struggle and learn, solitaire our game At the end of our journey, Our own judgement we…

  • Blink

    Blink

    Tonight we went out for supper and a show. Stage west, our chance to have a delicious buffet that generally leaves us full of regret about our lack of willpower, and entertainment afterwards. I was looking forward to the night, a chance to spend time with friends and go out without the children, but I…

  • The negotiation

    The negotiation

    I watch as my child negotiates One more pop-cle Just one Pleeeeeeeease daddy? Eyes as big as the sun, He stares sadly at it While daddy eats. He’s already had two, But that’s not enough. More sugar, Pleeeeeeease He’ll fine every excuse, Every loophole Any emotional blackmail he can Just three, but born knowing how…

  • The love of reading

    The love of reading

    We read almost every night. Part of it is for their school work, part of it is to pass down what I remember from when I was a child. Every night, we would lay in bed and have a night time story read to us. It sparked my curiosity for the world around me in…

  • The entertainer

    The entertainer

    Another day after a bad sleep. The little man in my life is getting worse not better. He seems to either be having separation anxiety or more likely, has discovered that mom and dad have a nice, soft bed that is nicer than his. So yawning my way through, we accomplished the day. I managed…