This one went to my amazing friend Alana. My son was scandalized that I sent her mail with nudity. Ah, 8.
{ 2 comments }
Life, motherhood, existential crisis. Oh, and moving from Hollywood to the farm. That too.
Posts tagged as:
This one went to my amazing friend Alana. My son was scandalized that I sent her mail with nudity. Ah, 8.
{ 2 comments }
Do you ever have a day where you just feel, so clearly, that you are on a collision course with everything, unable to put your better self forth, only mired down in the muck of your own mind’s making? Usually, for me, these days have to do with stressors I can’t control, and PMS. Often [...]
{ 1 comment }
Is it just adulthood that makes you feel that something wonderful always has something not so joyous tagging along? Is that just the way the universe balances, or is it middle aged pessimism? I just don’t know. A glorious walk down to the barn tonight to check on the horses, give them a bit of [...]
{ 3 comments }
I wrote this post back in May, after I returned from my 25th high school reunion. It’s a detailed recap of the weekend’s events, and maybe not so much of interest to anyone who wasn’t there, and I never really finished it (perhaps it was too raw, at the time, to write about my drive [...]
{ 3 comments }