Facebook keeps hinting that it’s time for me to find the other fish in the sea. I’m not so sure.
The Day He Asked for Orange Soda
A few weeks ago we were sitting in the office of a psychologist, where H was getting evaluated to see where exactly he was developmentally. The doctor was asking him to complete a variety of tasks, none of which he apparently wanted to do. Instead, he sat and looked at his hands that he was…
Fifty Percent
“What do you think makes a divorce contentious?” As the professor waited for a response I looked around the room to see what anyone would say. I knew that I was going to be the only person who would really know the answer. Most – if not all – people in my class had probably never even gotten married, let…
My Wannabe Criminal
April is Autism Acceptance Month and I hope to share many of my colorful autism stories.
When It’s Always Your Fault
How do you prevent going insane, when your ex does everything they can to drive you crazy?
Why Can’t We Be Friends?
Sometimes I wish we could just figure out a way to get along.
The Stuff No One Tells You About Divorce
I found out my divorce was official via a random email on a Saturday morning around 4 am about 6 weeks after I had moved out of our home and in with my parents. I couldn’t sleep so I picked up my phone, and suddenly saw the email from my attorney. Somehow the divorce had become finalized and…
Bad Clay, Good Clay
The type of clay we use determines the strength of the foundation we have.
Where There’s a Will
What will my kids do when I’m gone?
Our Family Habit
I’m starting namoblopo 2 days late because you know, I was busy forgetting to take out the trash.
What Getting Divorced Taught Me
One of the things that I regret doing when I was going through my divorce was taking advice from everyone. This is what happened: My divorce was dramatic. That was mostly my fault, as I chose to share it with more people than I probably should have. It didn’t help that the papers were served…
Death of A Smalltown Cafe
For 3 years, my son Z and I went for breakfast every other week at this little cafe down the road from our house. I loved this place because we would walk in and everyone would greet us. The waitress would bring us our beverages. The cook already had our orders in before we even…
How I Became a Licensed Driver
This semester I am taking a class I have literally been waiting my entire life to take: my first creative writing class since I sat in Mrs. Dulgar’s writing class in my senior year of high school. Anyways, the class is non-fiction writing. (Non-fiction writing=true stories). How cool is it to take a class where…
The Truth About English Majors
It might surprise you to know that not every English major wants to be a teacher. I know, because I am an English major, and I have never had any intentions of teaching. Even when I was a Spanish major, I didn’t think I would be a teacher. I don’t like talking in front of…
They Called Me “Gringa”
I’m currently working on my portfolio that is required of me to graduate with a degree in Rhetoric/Writing. This is one of the pieces I am including. It has been over 25 years since I set foot in Costa Rica, but the memories I had of that summer will stay with me forever. When I…
Day 27: My Post on Gratefulness
So because it’s Thanksgiving I figure I should write about things I am grateful for. Of course, I am grateful for a lot of things. Always number one on my list is my children. They have changed me and my life in more ways than I can count. My parents. When I knew I was…
Day 24: Alis Volat Propiis
When I first knew I was getting a divorce I told my then therapist, “I don’t know how to be an adult.” Even though I had done things like register to vote, buy a house, get married, have children, get a job, pay bills and taxes and all of those things that adults typically do,…
Day 18: I’m Still Hanging In There!
Once again it is the end of the day and I realized that I still have to post something for the nablopomo challenge. So here is more randomness: Today I got an A on a research proposal for a paper. That’s great. My professor loves my writing, However, my professor doesn’t like my paper idea. …
Day 17: Monday Musings
I couldn’t sleep last night. I think it’s because I A) Slept until noon and B) By mistake yesterday (when I woke up at noon) took an extra dose of the pill that treats my sleep disorder. It causes alertness. In my case, too much. Aye. No sleepiness for this girl. So I was wired…
They Call Me Mom
The four human beings I am happy to call my children are the greatest things that have ever happened to me. I can’t imagine my life without them. This is my absolute favorite picture of the four of them, taken years ago when H was a baby. They are all so happy. Also, this is my…
The day after.
Nablopomo day 9. I’m debating whether or not to post something meaningful about the presidential election results, but I’ve got nothing. It’s not that I am trying to be flippant or act as if I don’t care, because that is quite the opposite. This was the first presidential election where I had a definitive plan…
Did You Vote Today?
I did. Gotta exercise my constitutional right. On my 18th birthday, which happened to fall on an election day, my dad drove me to our designated polling place and helped me register to vote. Then he told me who to vote for. It wasn’t a presidential election and don’t ask me who or what I…