You. Hey, you! Psssst, yeah, you- the dejected-looking woman with damp spit-up drying down the length of your right arm and swollen eyes from crying periodically throughout the day. Congratulations! You made it to bedtime. Take a breather, sister. Sit down, stay awhile. Let’s not mince words. Today was rough for a multitude of reasons. … Continue reading
When you last heard from me, I left you with the news that whatever curse has befallen the Wise Family was slowly picking off members of my family days before Christmas. I’m happy to report that both Alex and the Kid recovered. After Christmas, we were supposed to go to my hometown to visit my … Continue reading
Captains Log, 12/23/2019 A plague lurks here. It all started back in October, ye see, my old man and I tried to take a weekend trip to Kentucky and the weather delayed our vessel so long that we had to cancel. Then, ye see, we had plans to meet halfway between this here homestead and … Continue reading
At the beginning of May, I took the Baby up to a local school to do an evaluation for special needs pre-K. The therapists weren’t quite ready yet so we had to wait in the hallway. He got restless so I let him slide out of his stroller and crawl around on the floor. A … Continue reading
My sister had twins in January and I had the opportunity to meet my nephews a few weekends ago. I went to Nashville with the mindset that I was going there to help, to relieve some of the pressure that having two newborns brings. I think I did that but…I’m still recovering. That shit was … Continue reading
“When are we ever going to use this?” I remember thinking that about Greek mythology stories. Now, remember this was high school Beth and I was likely wearing my too-tight shirt that had tie-dye JESUS FREAK emblazoned across my chest and I found pagan theology distasteful. I probably even judgmentally snuck my pocket Bible out … Continue reading
Last summer, a friend and I met up with our kids at a splash park, the not-quite-pools that have glorified sprinklers and rubberized floors so no one slips. Her daughter is a good deal younger than The Baby, but we met up anyway because he was just a little sack of potatoes and didn’t care … Continue reading
