“You mean, simply by following my path, I will have complete confidence in everything I say? I’ll spew wise words, funny tidbits, and wow everyone at cocktail parties? All I have to do is be true to myself, show the world who I am, and I’ll never embarrass myself again?” Continue reading →
Moving On
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Jul 10
Pulling Weeds
That window gets smaller every year - that time between the excitement of Spring planting and the heat of Summer bringing pervasive weeds. This year the window was particularly small. Seems like we waited forever for summer to get here, and suddenly the weeds have taken over the garden. Continue reading →
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Jul 10
Chicken and Broccoli Fettucine or… Recipe For Those Who Don’t Follow Rules or Recipes
I would classify myself as someone who doesn’t follow rules well. However, I am not a rule breaker. There’s a difference. A rule breaker intentionally sets out to take an action that flies in the face of a particular rule. I have a tendency to dance around rules, skirt them, avoid them, or even go so far as to pretend to follow, while all the while completely ignoring a rule. Continue reading →
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Jul 10
Love Letter To Commenters
I’ve been writing on this blog for almost a year. I remember the day I received my first comment. “Will! Jenny! Someone actually commented on my blog! They liked my blog enough to comment. Someone read what I wrote! You guys! Isn’t that crazy/weird/awesome/scary/fantastic?” Continue reading →
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Jul 10
The Stuff in Storage
Have you ever had stuff in storage? Do you pay monthly rent on a storage unit? Do you stuff boxes in an attic or on a garage shelf only to forget what is in the box, and then have to dig through to reacquaint yourself with your own belongings? Continue reading →
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Jun 10
CliffsNotes to a Newborn
I sat in the lobby of the old hospital building when my kids were in their last counseling session. The session was over two hours long. I sat and waited. I should have gotten groceries. I should have run to the bank. I could have done a lot of things. Will was concerned that Mark might take them ’somewhere’ after the session. To offer Will some comfort, I promised that I’d be sitting there when the kids got out of the session. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
When The Path Is Overgrown
I am the stream. I am the stream. I am the stream. Yeah, whatever. There seem to be a few more rapids in the stream today. I won’t bore you with details. Same crap, different day. I do believe in the stream. I am the stream. Today I needed a little help getting around a humongous boulder right in the middle of my path. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
I Am The Stream
I thought about posting the most damning quotes from the emails received from Mark in the last few days. I thought I might even write about how Mark is telling Will that while every boy needs a mom, they don’t need a mom who poisons them with the hate they feel for that boy’s dad. I thought I’d even post entire copies of those emails. (Trust me. They far exceed the 1000 word limit that a lot of bloggers prefer.) I thought of posting his criticisms and defending myself. His writings further prove his disorder, so it certainly would be more fodder for this blog. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
From the Sidelines to the Stands
I spent some time on the sidelines. I was too close to the game, and couldn’t see the action well. I moved to the stands. I can see the game better, and it’s a lot more comfy here, too. It’s best that I’m further from the action. They can’t hear me when I fail at keeping my mouth shut. I’m sitting on one of those cushions with the attached back. There’s no one sitting in front of me, so my feet are up. I’ve got popcorn and an icy cold beer. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
When To Break From the Herd
I like cooking more than baking. With cooking I can improvise. With baking I have to follow rules. I love cookbooks, and I have quite a few that I refer to. I look at cookbooks like I do catalogs. There are a lot of great ideas in catalogs, but I never buy anything. I read recipes to get ideas, and then I close the cookbook, run to the store and get the ingredients. I get home, put the skillet on the stove and wing it. Continue reading →
