
we’ve reached the apex
anticipation and hope
a rollercoaster

we’ve reached the apex
anticipation and hope
a rollercoaster
It’s kind of funny seeing how I influence my little ones. I mean, as their mother some of my traits are bound to rub off. Still it’s fun watching different things manifest.


Cody is becoming a hipster. At this point he can’t really help it since I regulate his wardrobe and hairstyle. But it looks like at any moment he’ll pull out a mini Moleskin and jot down the beginnings of a poem. Maybe haiku when he gets older! Srsly. I think it’s mostly the hat. Also, he needs some sort of a satchel.
What? I’m enjoying the moment. Before long he’ll be Jas’s size and dressing him up will require finesse, swift maneuvers, and failing those… a well placed tackle. This is why I could never go into politics. After a minute of negotiation, it’s go time. You don’t mess with the matriarch.

Darling Jas has blossomed into a picture faerie much like her Mama. Here are two recent self portraits although I have a whole gaggle of photos she’s taken herself. Upon a whim, you can find her digging in my purse to snatch my little Canon and start snapping pictures. A lot of times when I upload my photos, I find whole batches of pictures I didn’t even know were taken. It’s very cool looking at shots through her eyes. Even if they tend to induce vertigo. She can unfocus autofocus. A skill.
why? why? why? why? why?
after long streams of answers
…. because i said so
great expectations
abandon them with people
then hope for the best
fudge, cupcakes, brownies
bacon wrapped steaks and pepsi
salsa con queso
estoy feliz en
mi mundo de ensueƱo
buenos recuerdos
finding homes for things
revitalizing, it’s true
old and new spaces
you can always tell
worth of something when it’s boxed
and shoved to the side
rabbits, oh rabbits
I learned my lesson last year
loved plants in pots now
it’s a weird feeling
being told your job is gone
and then driving home
opening the door
to bright and smiling faces
hugging to hide tears
my hydrangea hedge
carefully snuggled in pots
hit the car dashboard
speaking of trauma
four car collision on bridge
fun start to april
andy’s car totaled
crumpled, shattered, and broken
thankfully no ghosts
not all is shadow
or gloom or despair, there is
sunshine everywhere
happy little smiles
on impish little faces
soothe every worry
plus i look forward
to summers with bbq
and limeades poolside
caution to the winds
ignorant redneck neighbors
i liked that mailbox