Tangent: The Best Defense My cat, Owen, turned eighteen this past February. He’s starting to look like a bit bony and a little scruffy, he sleeps even more than he used to, and sometimes I’m sure either his eyesight or his reasoning power aren’t what they once were. But he also plays enthusiastically with theContinue reading “TBR List Declutter, Issue 41”
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Perpetual Pilgrimage
When someone asks where I’m from when my husband is around, he jokes, “She’s from the United States.” It’s easier than listing the many places I’ve lived. All of my life, I’ve moved every few years, and all of my life, there has always been the expectation that, one day, I would stay in theContinue reading “Perpetual Pilgrimage”
Why Put a New Address on That Same Old Loneliness?
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 a cute little city. I looked up the population in our road atlas. “Just over 62,000,” I reported to my husband. “That might be aContinue reading “Why Put a New Address on That Same Old Loneliness?”
Rollin’, Rollin’, Rollin’; Keep Them Boxes Movin’
The title of this post is a reference to the theme song of the television show Rawhide. I’m not sure I ever saw the show myself, but my parents sang the song quite often when I was a kid, mostly when they were trying to get all three of us kids out the door. IContinue reading “Rollin’, Rollin’, Rollin’; Keep Them Boxes Movin’”
Week 43 Review: Smoothies to Spare
The packers come tomorrow. Yikes. We’ve been eating down our inventory in our cupboards, fridge, and freezer in preparation for our move. Which means there’s room in my freezer for these: Oh, dear, you say. What on earth could those be? They are, dear Reader, frozen green smoothies. I’ve been making double smoothie batches forContinue reading “Week 43 Review: Smoothies to Spare”
Existential Angst and the Cross-Country Move: Week 42 Review
The last week of Service Month passed with my doing very little service. There were a few random acts and I made a point of staying to help clean up after the farewell party my friend hosted for us, but my real focus this week has been on trying not to freak out about thisContinue reading “Existential Angst and the Cross-Country Move: Week 42 Review”
Lousy at Keeping Secrets
The first Christmas after my husband and I graduated from undergrad (before he was my husband), I bought him a leather jacket. This gift was perfect for him, not because a leather jacket is inherently awesome. Even back then the idea of an entire garment made of the skin of a dead animal was aContinue reading “Lousy at Keeping Secrets”
The Long Goodbye
“All of this is new to me,” my husband was telling my daughter. They were walking behind me on the trail. I watched the dirt and rocks as they passed beneath my feet. “This is a part of the world I’ve never seen before.” My daughter said something I couldn’t hear, but it must haveContinue reading “The Long Goodbye”
