Labor Day Weekend last year: I was weeks away from giving birth. I was babysitting my two nieces for the whole weekend while my brother- and sister-in-law were out of town. Dan had taken the prior week off from work, played video games (literally) the entire time with his friends, both in person and also… Continue reading Keep the Radio On
Yesterday we brought the kids to my in-law’s lake house for the evening. I packed up everything in the car myself. Except Dan’s three giant water bottles he insisted on bringing for the next day’s hike like we’re going up Everest and not on a two-mile nature trail. I’m not complaining – yet – about… Continue reading Do You Know What It Means When There’s No TV?
Yesterday after crying all the way home from dropping off the kids at daycare I realized that it was the first time I had cried in several weeks, and also the first time I had not smoked weed in the morning in several weeks. By which I mean, I smoked when I came home at… Continue reading You’ve Been the Golden Boy Around Here for 3 Years While I’ve Cried in Closets
We went to a quasi-new playground over the weekend. I say quasi-new because it was actually in another spot prior to this and the Parks & Rec people moved it. This is inconvenient for two reasons. One, it’s farther away from my house. I now have an eight-minute commute to the playground instead of five.… Continue reading You’re Lucky Your Parents are Strict
A Stoner’s Vacation Right now I’m watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Thad Luckinbill of The Young and the Restless and I believe a Madonna video is guest starring. My parents took the kids over the weekend and it was glorious. As part of our date night weekend we drove to a neighboring state where… Continue reading “What Do You Consider a Large group?” “Anyone More Than Me.”
Please Let Me Drink & Smoke – I’m Going to be Pregnant Again in Five Minutes Back from quarantine. It was rough there for a minute, weed-wise. I went through a bit of a short rough patch but then it came back, and I continued over-indulging, and not just with weed. I’m still loving the… Continue reading “Duude Where Do You Get Your Weed?” “From You.”
To Join or Be Joined Securely to Something Else I bonded with my daughter immediately when she was born, but it wasn’t like that with my son. When Theo entered the world and was put on my chest he started crying. I mean, he was minutes old, of course, but I mean to say he… Continue reading Bonding
I think one of the worst feelings is being ignored. Or, when you’re talking and someone cuts you off because they don’t want you to speak anymore. It makes me want to start yelling, and sometimes I do. I’m here and my words matter. I’ve mentioned how much better my marriage has been the past… Continue reading When Silence Has so Much to Say
Okay, so for real. I have been indulging in alcohol and weed way too much since Eva’s been born. I’m at the point now where I can’t really use the “I just had a baby” card. I’m not going to Tweet out this post….it’s just for me, to hold myself accountable. I’m letting myself enjoy… Continue reading I Don’t Know If I’m Ready For Birds. They’re So Chatty.
As I write this Dan is asleep on the yoga mat, where he took corpse pose just a tad too far. We’ve been doing Yoga With Adriene’s latest 30 Day Challenge, if I haven’t mentioned that yet. I’ve gone out to a couple of (newly started) happy hours with coworkers recently. It’s JD, Lucy, Carol,… Continue reading When You Try to Sneakily Find Out if Other People are Cool Like You