The Wink

Keeping Up the Illusion

Nobody likes to talk about how long they take to get ready. Most of us are like, “Huh? Primping? Not me, I’m a wash and go kind of gal. From the shower to the driver’s seat in 10 minutes.” This might be true on those days when I sport my frizzy mop with a halfhearted [...]

Sealed with a Gasp

It took two tries and several years, but we sold our house. I don’t think either of us believed it would happen. We furtively moved our things, loading a small pick-up with the garage door closed and making quiet trips to a storage unit. “We’ll probably have to just move it back in,” I thought [...]

Shoots despite ice

We’re in the midst of the Adirondack winter. Late January always teases, making me think we’re rounding a corner, when really it’s just new waves of ice and snow. Mornings bleed together, dark and frigid, and then night comes.

Getting to Know Me

I won’t say, “Just as I think I have the hang of it…” because I know I don’t. The closest I get to having the hang of it is having the wherewithal to keep my knees loose so that I can sprint, duck, twist or hurl myself in whatever direction the next moment demands. So, [...]

Right this minute

My life is measured in a staccato fashion, with the hours being broken into minutes and the minutes being broken into directives. Orange juice. Snack. Wipe me. Hold me. Ad copy. Furnace service. Hygiene (rarely mine) I am trying to be present. Just this morning, with Sean away for work, I was struggling to get the girls ready for school. Finley won’t wear [...]

Fearing the Jinx

I’ve not written in far too long, but there was a thought process involved in the absence. Our house went on the market in July. It has been an ordeal to keep it show-ready and free of thick disillusionment as we’ve been battered by a dead market and insulting offers. Toys, clothes and dishes have all [...]

If you only listen

Happiness is a choice is more than a line on a tshirt.

Curtain: Caught

The current state of The Wink/Tumble Dry takes me back to 2004 and trying to adjust a Blogger background without the benefit of knowing what the hell I was doing. What you see here is the middle state between then and now, or what I had hoped would be now, but is turning out to be, [...]

There but for the grace of God go I

I played with Fin this morning, walked Briar to school, sang to Ave. I didn’t fully understand the depth of my blessings. :::: You say it, but as a parent, when you hear the story, for a moment you go there. You imagine the scenario. The kids. The challenges. The marriage. The beauty. The life. The stroke. Kids waiting at home while your husband holds [...]

For Anissa

This post is cross-posted from Aiming Low as extraordinary traffic slows that site. Hope for Anissa Tue, Nov 17, 2009News As you may have heard, Anissa, our beloved friend and leader here at Aiming Low, suffered a stroke on Tuesday afternoon. She is in the hospital right now, in the ICU. More than anything, Anissa needs your prayers and [...]