All about finding all the good stuff lately, like really trying, searching for it, cause, god knows there is a heaping helping of bad just waiting to bite. So, the first, is that not wanting to just run to the grocery store when I have a craving for this that or that other thing, because of my more sedentary life the last few months since … Continue reading So Mom, Lex Is A #CuomoSexual
Every once in a while, for summer vacation, or for Christmas, my younger sister and I would be awoken well before the dawn, bags packed the night before sitting in a pile in the living room, ready for dad to work his magic of getting it all to fit into the trunk of whatever vehicle we had at the time. These early mornings were how … Continue reading Lessons From The Pack Whilst Heading Down i95
they light up the room blow out the candles cheer you fear you put their feet on your side of the car. some are younger, others older, and she knows your scars, as she caused a few. she may criticize analyze, you over wine, which often ends well. they hear you know you and bestow you with many things, like lice. and can annoy you … Continue reading The Sisters
We are different, my sister and I, but we’ve grown together over the years. It’s funny how time, space, and shared loss, and at one point or another, you find she has become essential. No longer the annoying hunk of flesh that your Mom’s loins disappointingly gave forth, but the voice on the end of the phone who knows all the essential details of your stories. … Continue reading My Sister and I
When my sister and I were growing up, every few years we’d go down and visit our Dad’s family – Grandma & GrandpaN, CousinC & UncleN, and AuntJ, supported by a whole cast of other characters and cousins. It was quite the experience to journey down into the heart of the Old South. There is a vibrancy & simplicity in many areas of Eastern North Carolina. … Continue reading Honouring the Mud Duck with a Roast
Yesterday was just one of those days were you’re like “what the heck did I do to deserve today”!!? Right from the moment I awoke, it started. In a half-sleepy daze my sister informs me that Irish pee’d on the shower mat downstairs. Lovely. Not sure what happened there, since I let her out before I went to bed, as always. My sister did give … Continue reading Broken Lamps and Other Mishaps
Those boards have heard many a tale. I have sat here, cried here, said goodbye here. On that porch we all stood looking up at that gigantic full moon, ringed with a golden halo, the night Mom died. All silently lost in thought, gazing up at that moon. Remembering, and feeling like she was almost standing there with us. For this was her porch. It … Continue reading This Old Porch
Yes, this is our May Long Weekend up here in the Great White North. A weekend dedicated to gardening, camping, campfires, neighbourhood bbq’s, etc. Tis the Queens birthday, and being what we are {and WHERE we are}, May 2 4 is really a celebration of the days getting longer and warmer. Usually though it’s god awful. We partook of the campfire, bbq and beer with … Continue reading Blessed Be May 2 4 Weekend
The scheduled departure date has been postponed until further notice. Just wonderful. This whole moving thing may just do me in. Frustrating to be so reliant on other people. Can’t book the movers till I know when my sister can come get Irish and I. Tim’s family need to get in here as well and start their renovations. It’s become a juggling act, and I … Continue reading Departure Delays and My Mental Health
Dear Diary I know this isn’t a good way to start a new Diary, but I had an awful day. And so began my old Journal from the period Oct.8.1986 – Oct.23.1993. In ’86 I was at BealArt. I was trying to be “all that, and a bag a chips”. ;-) This journal is full of all the loves found, lost, picked up and scattered … Continue reading Dear Diary … October 8th, 1986
We knew, we all knew. We had a campfire, the girls fished and swam every day, all day. Our neighbor had guests up that weekend too; with 2 little boys who thought my nieces where “taking all the fish”. So my brother-in-law went over and shared some of the bait they were using, worms from my compost pile. Continue reading We need more children’s around here | August 21, 2012
I published this on October 28, 2012 @ 20:46, it was my second blog post. Second I had EVER written, on this site and on any site. * » Daily Prompt: Do-over! by michelle w. on April 9, 2013 Go back to a blog post you always thought could be better, or were unsatisfied with — now, fix it. [from Journal entry – 1st page … Continue reading Oct 10 2001 ~ from the beginning v2
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