These days I mostly try not to write. My life is so full of work and family and weeding. But every now and then, my brain starts to itch and the only way to scratch that itch is writing. This is where you will find my most recent scratchings.
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Ten Posts + Readers Faves
Dixiebelle followed suit with Hazel Dene the other day in fishing back through her blog for ‘7 Posts,’ favorites from the past. Is this a thing that’s going around? I’m always the last to know. Anyway, I like the idea. I’ve been at this blogging business for awhile now, and it always seems a bit sad that once a post is old, it’s more or less gone. A few devoted readers, with enough time of their hands, have gone through my archives (oh, I feel giddy just writing that! Like I’m practically Madonna) but for the most part, old posts…
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Surprising Kid Snacks
When the heat of summer hit, lunch as a daily ritual kind of fell through the cracks at our house. All I want to eat in the middle of the day is iced coffee. All my kids want to eat is popsicles. I make homemade popsicles out of all fruit and milk, so there’s no shame in eating them for lunch, or even breakfast. If you live in a hot place and haven’t gotten a popsicle mold yet, go order one right now. Lifesavers, I’m telling you. But that’s not what I came here to tell you about. There’s no…
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To the Power of Two
My first born turned two on July 9th, 2009. She turned three, not surprisingly, exactly one year later. For the duration of that year she was absolutely, without a doubt, every inch of ‘two.’ I’ve heard many different stories since. As she approached her third birthday, people started to say, “Oh, you thought two was rough, just wait till you see three!” But for our girl, it was like clockwork. From birthday to birthday, she fulfilled her 2yo duties. She raged at life. She could scream, like a banshee, like her life was ending, for forty-five motherfucking minutes, throwing her…
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Out Picking
We are on a hilariously southern family weekend vacation. The stated purpose is to load up on You-Pick blueberries out here in the country. The unstated purpose is plain old shits and giggles. The ‘country,’ in Lousiana anyway, is just one long strip mall. We’re staying at a Best West*rn in the middle of several miles of box stores, and dare I admit in this eco-blog world that we ate fast food for two meals today? There goes my yearly ration. Damn does my belly hurt. As we walked to the hotel pool to cool off after berry picking, past…
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Never Cry Wolf: A Rare Movie Review
You won’t find many movie reviews on this blog. As much as I do enjoy vegging out at the end of a day, and my girl watches something almost every afternoon, it’s just not a subject I feel merits much time or attention. But, there are some exceptions. And one of them is Never Cry Wolf. It’s based on the book by Farley Mowat. In Alaska, everyone knows who he is, and everyone saw the movie when it came out, back in the 80s. Here, no one knows who he is, nor have they ever heard of the movie. And…
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