Tweet The thing about being in one’s forties is that there’s a humbling amount of perspective. As I look behind me and see the wee charmers nipping at my heels and then look ahead of me and glimpse the sometimes … Continue reading
Tweet This Is Just To Say** by William Carlos Williams I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold. This “found” poem, … Continue reading
Tweet Overheard tonight here at the compound: Groom to me: “Wow. Good thing we have these paper towels–because this thing is dripping with honey.” Any guesses?
TweetGroom and I have been feeling lately that we have too much time and money and not nearly enough stress. It’s all “wake up late, stare at the lake, water the seedlings, play some Doodle Dice, go for a trail … Continue reading
Tweet I often trudge, stone-faced, through the hours of 9 a.m.-8 p.m. At 8:01 p.m., however, I go all Tom-Cruise-On-Oprah’s-Couch. Without fail, once darkness falls, the quarter slides into my internal jukebox, and I light up, song lyrics tumbling … Continue reading
TweetI am an enormous pain in the hinders. On the other hand, I am also a tuition-paying student at the Flava Flav School of Elusive Charm. Flav and me? We tote our clocks; we sport our grillz; we hook up … Continue reading
Tweet I’m typing this while sitting atop a brick red duvet, leaning back against a bright-purple down pillow. On the tv is a re-run of the Saturday Night Live hosted by Tina Fey (blogging troubador Furiousball best described her as … Continue reading
Tweet So have you ever thought to yourself, “Well, now, Martha, hasn’t it been an age since we’ve had a nice photo with the kids? And looksie-looksie: we seem to be at that rare moment in time when everyone is … Continue reading
TweetDamn Darwin. Were it not for his meddling ways, I’d still be catching a daily nap just before–okay, more honestly, during–”Oprah.” But he just had to go to the Galapagos and stare at all sorts of birds and turtles. Then … Continue reading