When someone asks you ‘how are you doing?’, how do you respond? It’s such a simple question, asked with almost every greeting, but I always stumble over my own answer. I over-think it, or maybe I don’t; maybe I just think about how I would honestly answer the question — reluctant to give way to…
Crickets
It’s been more quite than usual around here and I’m okay with that – I never make this blog a priority in the sense that it’s not something I force myself to stay committed to. Hooper is no longer napping during the day and given the fact he’ll be 5 this year, I’d say we’ve…
Homeland
On a basis more regular than I care to admit, we get a letter in the mail from our Homeowner’s Association telling us that our boys are not allowed to ride their bikes on the road in front of our town home. I believe it has something to do with the street being private and…
Twenty Eight
A portrait of my family once a week, most weeks, in 2015 Willy: “Vogue”, by Madonna, came on the radio. Willy turned and looked at me and inquired, “Paula Abdul?” and when I gave a look of ridiculous disgust he quickly tried to correct himself and inquired, “Janet Jackson”? Hooper: Told me he loves Fridays because…
Montana
We’ve talked for years about making the time and saving the money to get up to Montana to visit Willy’s Aunt Kathie, who has lived there for the past couple decades. It’s haunted my to-do lists for longer than I care to admit. And if you’re wondering if I include bucket list type stuff on…