6 Weeks ‘Til Summer: Lauryn Hill Said it Best

This is week six in a six weeks series.  I have listened to ‘The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill’ so many times that I’m pretty sure I could sing most of the songs in my sleep. It seemed to cover all the basics of love and relationships in its 16 tracks and I can clearly remember …

The Tears of a Clown

I got pushed today. Not physically – I’d still be laying on the ground – but spiritually and emotionally. I’ve been writing on this blog for almost two years. I’ve talked about everything from politics to education, to my kids mimicking me at Starbucks. But today, I realized that I needed to focus on what’s …

Deadbolted and Padlocked: 6 Weeks ‘Til Summer Part 5

This is part five in a six weeks series. It finally happened. If you’ve been following this particular series of my writing, you know that there’s been a change in the midst. If you know me, like I mean know me, you know that the change has centered around my next step career-wise. I’d made …

Power Boil – 6 Weeks ‘Til Summer Part 4

This is week four in a six week series. This past summer we replaced our old electric cooktop with a new and shiny ceramic one. I was thrilled because the old one cooked unevenly and would often randomly heat up past the temperature setting. What made it even more exciting was the ‘Power Boil’ setting …

The Dryer Won’t Stop

This is week 3 in a six weeks series. Our clothes dryer does this weird thing. After so many cycles, it won’t stop – even after it’s powered off. I can hear the signal indicating that it’s finished but the drum continues to spin. The last time it happened, about a month ago, I thought …

6 Weeks ’til Summer: Part 2

This is week two in a six weeks series. There’s actually two gray eyelashes. And when I looked at them while putting on some mascara, I noticed that they are actually white. And they stick out like a sore thumb. If you read part one in this series, 6 Weeks ’til Summer: Part 1, you …

Mothering a Daughter

In a couple of days, my sweet girl will celebrate another trip around the sun. Like I do in January, she looks forward to her birthday with an obnoxious amount of excitement while I silently weep at the fact that my ‘baby’ is quickly moving towards double digits. The last few months have been particularly …