Salty observations about life, love, and living abroad
So there it was, at the top of my stats page, the number of posts which have appeared on Wine and Cheese (Doodles). The last one, about my son's extreme origami frustration was number 499. Which makes this one...500. That's a lot of posts. Like, seriously a lot of posts. Now, full disclosure, some of... Continue Reading →
For nearly four years I've been plugging away at this blog. I've covered a spectrum of topics from parenting to LEGO to life as an expat. Some posts do better than others. Some folks come for different reasons. Usually I follow a loose, self-imposed 'rotation' in terms of topics. Until recently.... If you've been with... Continue Reading →
Recently I had, for lack of a better word, a situation, with another mother. This situation resulted in me, to put it bluntly, losing my shit. I am not ashamed to admit it. I was seething. I was practically vibrating with incredulity. I furiously messaged my husband who was away at the time, my fingers flying over the... Continue Reading →
If I were Ms. Austen or a Bronte sister, this is the point at which I would say: Dear Reader... After two decades of procrastination, fifteen months of on and off again writing, one month of manic non-stop writing, sixty index cards, and several weeks of juggling scenes until I thought my brain was going... Continue Reading →
I am a note person. I leave little scraps of encouragement and wit in the lunch boxes and have been known to stuff a love note or two into my husband's wallet between the credit cards. I keep boxes of written evidence of a life well-loved and lived. Even the blog is really just a... Continue Reading →
It started to creep up on me about a year and a half ago. Slow, yet steady; a lengthening shadow across my field of vision. There was a tickle of the familiar, a vague recognition--that feeling of grasping the colors of your dream with the tip of your consciousness in the first, tiny seconds of... Continue Reading →
Every time I have a conference with my older son's teacher, we spend 15 minutes skirting around words like 'challenge' and 'motivate'. What it takes me a quarter of an hour to illustrate by saying things like, "Yes, he is a bright boy but as his pushy mother I know he can do a lot... Continue Reading →
My background is writing. It's what I do. It is what I studied in school, it is how I soothe the demons, and though it is not how I identify myself to others, it is how I identify with myself. Adventures in parenting, observational skills and expat stories notwithstanding, one of the main reasons for... Continue Reading →
If you have a child, know a child, or have ever met a child; if you've read a book or watched a movie that included one, you will recognize how much changes in that first year of life. That soft pile of flesh, so pliable and yielding at first, changes into a walking, talking being... Continue Reading →
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