And We Wept.
Ten years ago today, I—like so many others—was at work when I heard some strange news. After a brief time when we could still speculate and cling to the possibility … Continue reading And We Wept.

Ten years ago today, I—like so many others—was at work when I heard some strange news. After a brief time when we could still speculate and cling to the possibility … Continue reading And We Wept.
All day long, my two-year-old son has been saying this phrase, and my daughter and I just couldn’t figure it out. It sounded kind of like, “dun-der-deep.” He kept saying … Continue reading Dirty Deeds
Today I planned yet another introvert-unfriendly outing for my introverted self and my two introverted children. We were supposed to meet a houseful of strangers (fellow UU homeschoolers; you don’t … Continue reading The Introvert Playdate
Last night my husband stopped by the library on his way back from the bike shop to pick up a few books for me. He got everything I requested, but … Continue reading Birds and Bees and Cats
On the way up to Maine this weekend (my first time in Maine), I was feeling intractably out-of-place, sort of fundamentally alienated, when we came upon Portland. It seemed like … Continue reading Why Put a New Address on That Same Old Loneliness?
I wrote this as a guest post on another blog. I won’t go into details, but suffice it to say, that fell through. Rather than wasting a perfectly serviceable post, … Continue reading Guest Posting on my own Blog
5. We teach kids in group classrooms not because this is the best way to learn but because it’s cost-efficient, and what else would we do with the children while … Continue reading No. 5 of “Sixteen Things I Believe” by Susan Cain
From Danielle LaPorte, who frequently says just the thing I need to hear just when I need to hear it, on the value of resting between projects: We rest to … Continue reading I’m Dappled and Drowsy and Ready to Sleep
To recap for those just joining us (and for those not on my Facebook Page and therefore not privy to the scintillating handbag conversation), I’m looking for a handbag. And … Continue reading Handbags: A Plea for Help
Last week I bought myself some indoor shoes. That’s them. The photo’s a little out of focus, but it’s the best I could do photographing my own feet. The literature … Continue reading Channelling Mr Rogers
When commenting on other bloggers’ posts, I often have the feeling that my comment is better suited to a post-length response on my blog than a comment on theirs. I … Continue reading Mom and Her Amorphous Job Description, or, A Blog Comment on Steroids
Irene was anticlimactic, but I’m not complaining. I know that the coastal areas got hit much worse than we did, as did North Carolina, and it could very well have … Continue reading Goodnight, Irene, Goodnight.