Five months out

Life is generally better lately. At least in the sense I am getting out of bed more easily these days, not in the sense that America isn’t on fire and 2020 can’t come fast enough. But I’m here for the small things, if only to sustain me for raging against
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Three months out

I’ve had three mornings this month where I’ve gotten out of bed easily. Otherwise, I lie there, telling myself it’s OK to go back to sleep again. Or, if I must get up to take the kids to school, I make promises, negotiations with myself, about when I can go
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Save the drama for your mama

Last we spoke, my mother was visiting for spring break and it was painful as hell. Whelp, she abruptly curtailed her visit when Little called with Bad Medical News. Here’s some photos of the super bloom we were visiting, which meant that when we got back into cell tower range,
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