Two Writers Speaking Very Eloquently on All Matters Mundane
There is currently an empty Amazon box on my kitchen counter. It’s just sitting there, awaiting judgment. And I’m not quite sure what to do with it. Sure, I could recycle it, but is that really what one should do in this case? Sometimes I need a box. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that I OFTEN need a box.
We all know that kids are no good at finding things. Their socks. Their shoes. That one blue glove. The book that is where it’s supposed to be on the bookshelf. The applesauce pouches in the bin in the pantry where we always keep them. The stuffed bison that is exactly where they left it. [ ]
I thought having a second baby would be easier. I didn’t say easy, I said easier. Emphasis on the -er. Easier, at least, than the first time around when we had no idea what we were doing. At least this time we’d know enough not to worry about whether that fitted cribsheet is a [ ]
I’ve mentioned before how idyllic summer is in theory. How I always think it s going to be amazing and fun, and I seem to forget the yelling and the bickering and how difficult it is to live in the presence of children nonstop day in day out. How in actuality, as a stay at home [ ]
Every parent has their weaknesses. I can never say no to reading one more chapter or watching a little more of the movie. I’m also a sucker for anything animal related. And apparently several years ago, I told my youngest he could have his own pet when he turned eight. This probably occurred when he [ ]
I’ve been feeling rather overwhelmed with household tasks and life in general this week. What does one do in this case? Perhaps some yoga. Make a list or two. Meditate. Yeah ok, sure, but probably the best answer is to foster a puppy. At first you may think: What? That makes zero sense. Why do [ ]
As an introvert, I often feel intense dread when invited to an event. But I want to let you know it’s not your fault. I just don’t want to. I don’t want to go, I don’t want to talk to people, I don’t want to stop what I’m doing and head over to your house [ ]
I can’t help it. I still get excited for SUMMER. It’s on the horizon, shimmering with untapped potential and fun. SO MUCH FUN. I enter the season with the optimism of a first grader, wholly expecting that every day will be brimming with enjoyment. But I’ve done this a few times now. I know my [ ]
When I was little, my mom usually got some lame handmade-at-school gifts from us kids, and maybe some flowers or chocolates. Perhaps a lovely handmade card, too. I’m pretty sure she still made dinner, and I don’t think she got the “day off.” But I think she wanted to make dinner, so maybe that’s the [ ]
I’m not going to hide it any longer. I get excited about who is visiting the birdfeeder. It’s super cute to see little songbirds out my kitchen window, flitting about busily as I wash the breakfast dishes. I don’t know how it wouldn’t improve your day to see a Pileated Woodpecker at your suet feeder. [ ]