How my life is like a sunbeam: Deliver Me Applause.

You know that applause? You can deliver it right over here. Mostly because I am still alive after an enormous parenting fail. One so huge that my husband had to actually point it… Continue reading

Books. But also, spilt milk

Where to even begin? Let’s start with all the books. All of them. Because that’s what I’ve been doing since I last posted. Reading and reading and reading. In between books, somehow my… Continue reading

Walk to Me.

Down in the Way Down South, the school year is almost over. Not joking. There are like 4 school days left. FOUR. As I like to encourage books and reading and books and… Continue reading

Classic investigation

I’ve been dabbling in the classics lately… Dabbling, when I imagine what that word would look like as a sketch, is a lot like toes in a koi pond. Don’t you think? How… Continue reading

Long weekend: All The Books Ever

A long weekend approaches and I mentally rub my hands together, laugh maniacally and then twirl my mustache. All while standing over the straights and curves of a train track, while a pile… Continue reading

Dancing with chaos: An Ode to Mom

There is always things to discuss when it’s Mother’s Day. Moms, obviously. Things that kids do that stress Moms out like a mother-fucker. Cursing. Stress. Wine (because let’s be realistic). It’s quite like… Continue reading

April reads

It’s a new week and there are a ton of things to read out there. Let’s get started with what’s on my list for the next 7 days… 1) Jojo Moyes “Me before… Continue reading

Ghost baby: or how I am not the Boss

I slowly and extremely carefully walked upstairs, hesitating on the landing before the last few steps. I shuddered at the thought of what I’d see there. I knew it was there. I could… Continue reading

Hump Day

It’s another Wednesday in Florida… Which is pretty much just a regular Wednesday, just with extra sun and humidity. And I confess, I only got through this day with two simple things egging… Continue reading

Where I discuss books. As per usual…

Winter in Florida is like no other. Mainly because to everyone else in the world, it is not. It’s like an endless Spring. The breeze is balmy, the skies are glorious and the… Continue reading

Dreaming

With increasing frequency, I have been dreaming of books. And I am blaming it all on Laura Ingalls Wilder. She celebrated a birthday last week and since then I haven’t been able to… Continue reading

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