The Wink

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Oh, Finley, you are 3 years old today. It sounds so trite, but I just don’t even know how that’s possible. You, more than either of your sisters, have grown up in the blended community of real life and online. This keyboard is so much a part of how I explored the months with you [...]

Cookies = Tossed

The great sick of 2011* continues with colorful ferocity. I discovered today that, while I can, under normal circumstances, manage the roundabout of Glens Falls, it is considerably less navigable whilst tending to the spontaneous vomiting of a not-yet-three-year-old strapped into a seat very close to her not-yet-five-year-old sister. I wish there were something else to [...]

Mercy

Twenty minutes ago I reached for the white flag. I am too tired to cry. Too tired to be angry. Too tired to do anything but stare out the window until the next plea for help. My hands are raw, cracked and bleeding from the incessant hand washing. I am, probably hopelessly, trying to prevent the spread of the [...]

DIY Timber

Last summer we kind of took a pass on yard work, between moving and my accident, it just wasn’t a priority. Recently we realized that between the long, hard winter and the pecking birds (Finley’s word for woodpeckers), the yard needed attention. Sean made it clear that he wanted to cut certain trees down and [...]

Anytime

Yesterday I changed my approach. Fridays are always a work-from-home day, which, loosely translated means failing-as-an-activities-director and also ill-equipped-to-accomplish-much-beyond-frantic-email-replies. I’d worked all week to cross things off my list, not so much from anticipation of a different Friday as it was a fatigue from feeling inadequate. I’d come to expect the ping of new emails [...]

I did it, mama

She was sitting at the island in the kitchen, the speckled teal formica* even with her collar bone, a sandwich and juice in front of her, a sister on each side. She had called for my attention and so I put the bread knife down and said, “What is it sweetie?” and she looked at [...]

How do you take yours?

Sean said he wanted a blog entry over at Trampoline about what coffee we all drink, or, more importantly, where do we get it and why. He sent out an email to everyone in the office: Blog post idea: (Designtramp) We all drink different coffee. Make the case for yours: what are the reasons you make your purchase decisions [...]

In Pursuit

Sean and I have been accused of pushing too hard, of always questing for more than we have. We bought an old house and gutted it quite nearly top to bottom, 3 months in I became pregnant with Briar. We started a business three months before Briar was born. I told Sean I was pregnant [...]