Several women recently revealed that they were sexually assaulted while serving in the military and, when they reported the assault and sought help in overcoming the trauma, were diagnosed with a personality disorder and medically discharged from their service.  Some of them even reported having… Read full post »

Jeremiah and I shared similar political views and we created a friendship based on mutual admiration of each other’s talents.  He was an excellent writer and he would sometimes ask me to proofread his pieces; I also enjoy writing and I would sometimes compose things based on his suggestion… Read full post »

It was a break-up of sorts.  No… not “of sorts.”  That’s what it was: a break up. 

My sweet, sensitive son, Jarrod, sent me a text while he was at his dad’s house that said, “Dad just tried to hit me with his guitar.”  My husband, Chris,… Read full post »

My brother and I argued tonight about “family.” 

Every time I sit down to write about my family, it ends up being something really long.  I apologize, but I wrote this without much editing so that I could get it out while it’s all on the surface.  Maybe see how/… Read full post »

It's raining as I leave my home for work,
The drops fall, pitter-pat, upon my head,
The clouds are dark and vast, the sun does lurk,
Behind the churning cumulus of lead.

The sky, so wide that I can see for miles,
Has not a single scrap of lovely blue,
Oppressing all my laughter and my smiles,
The… Read full post »

I live in one of those little towns next to a big town.  The taxes are high, the schools are great, and every family has an SUV or mini-van with a sticker that has their kid’s name and the sport he or she plays.  Most moms stay at home because their husbands… Read full post »

Last weekend I mentioned to my ten-year-old that he should try out for the talent show.  He has a great voice and he should do seomthing for his elementary school to remember, since he's going on to middle school next year (much to my dismay, he is actually growing up). … Read full post »

(So I’ve been away for a while… some of you noticed, some of you didn’t.  I tried to read as much as I could, but I didn’t really get the chance to comment on anything.  I’ve got some time today, though, and I want to tell you what I’ve been doing/… Read full post »

I have this little phrase I use a LOT and it goes like this:

 “Oh my god, I forgot how much I loved this song… this is one of my top five favorite songs of all time!” 

It’s usually followed by:

“No talking, kids, mommy’s gotta hear this song!”&nb… Read full post »

(the ex-husband and i have a 50/50 custody arrangement. 5 days, 5 days, 2 days, 2 days, repeat... on and on until they're 18.  here's a little ditty detailing how i feel about that.  in 5 words, 5 words, 2 words, 2 words, repeat...)

It hurts when you’re gone

I mi… Read full post »

I see your face

Your pointy eyebrows and pursed lips

When you think you’ve “got me”

Think I can’t possibly have a decent comeback

Think I’m under your thumb and there’s

Nothing

I

Can

Do about it

I see your face

Your flat blue-gray eyes

Getting just a little… Read full post »

I’ve invited my friends to read this post and I would appreciate their feedback.  If this ends up in the feed somewhere and you came here sans invitation, that’s okay, too; I would love to know your answers to these questions as well. 

This website (I won’t use the title… Read full post »

Someone please tell me that I imagined this story...

Lindsay Lohan wants to sue E-Trade over the baby commercial from the superbowl.  The one where the boy baby is apologizing over video chat for not calling the girl baby, who is apparently his girlfriend.  So the girl baby says, "And… Read full post »

My son's version:

I once was a young boy
That got kissed by a young princess
and I had on a cloak of fire
Somebody spit on it
and this story was on a far away planet

My daughter's version:

Once I was wearing a bow in my hair
with a dress on and velvet… Read full post »

The room is adequately darkened by the navy curtains

There’s no TV.

The fan whirs, not so quietly anymore

A little rattle.  A little hum.

Blowing into my face, keeping me cool

The foam pillow bears the weight of my head and neck

Just enough give.  Just enough support.

The down… Read full post »