All Blog Posts Tagged 'love' (7)

So, we’re finally moving. The big day has arrived. As I pack, paint, and dream about life in a larger, newer, safer, nicer, fresher and more open house I reach for something that has fallen behind the bookcase. And I touch… Cat vomit. Now, I realize that you find strange and sundry things when you move. A stray sock here, an old wrapper there, a toy, a broken remote. But cat vomit. Behind a bookcase. A bookcase that to my knowledge has never been away from the wall. OK, I love my cats. I real… Continue

Ah, the lives we lead. Do you ever wake up and wonder where you are? Not in a bad way, but in a weird dream-induced coma kinda way that makes you lay there for a few minutes. In wonder. In a calm sense of joy. Then the cat jumps on your very full bladder, and you feel like you’re gonna explode with pee. Then as he nimbly leaps away, his claws dig cruelly into your belly and all bets are off. The day takes a tumble for the chasm looming below normal life. And you start to almost enjoy wallowing… Continue

So, I have been told I confuse people. I sometimes feel like I’m a little Donny and a little Marie. I turn off the water while I brush my teeth. I recycle pretty much everything, and even bring scraps of paper home from work to recycle. I compost. I buy organic. I would love to have the money to own a Prius. I support the Democratic Party but believe they have gone too mainstream, too center. I am not that politically active, but I hav… Continue

Violence to a child is still violence. And it sucks. I know I have spent a long blog post on this topic already, but it pisses me off and breaks my heart at the same time. Here goes… A woman in our play group was going on about how appalled she was about something that happened to her friend the other day. Not realizing which party in the story was her friend I was at first confused, and then put my size ten foot in my mouth. Then I thought better of it… Continue

My daughter was due in mid February. She was born two months early. My intelligent mind tells me it wasn’t my fault – I did nothing to make this happen and today, she is healthy and strong. My intelligent mind can reason. My emotional heart can’t forgive. I know it isn’t rational but there it is. I was not able to protect her when she needed it most. So perhaps I may overindulge a bit now in my tendency to control her environment. (I’m sorry but those grapes really, really DO need to be quarter… Continue

Have you ever noticed how grocery stores are set up? The good, healthy (and usually more expensive items per calorie) are on the outside of the store. Fancy end cap displays that draw you into the center of the store tend to pull you toward the sweet, high-calorie, SALE items sure to cause sugar-addiction and bad eating habits. Seriously though. I live in an area where we have several communities that traditionally are lower-income groups, with greater health problems. Less money = less nutr… Continue

So, I was from one of those "you will sit there until bedtime if you don't eat" upbringings. I'm not fat, but I soon learned that just shoving it all in even if I wasn't hungry made Mom and Dad infinitely happier than seeing me pouting at the table all night. From there comes my emotional eating that I have attempted to control my entire adult life. I do blame that mindset, although not my parents who truly did what they thought was best at the time. This is obvious to me because my second sist… Continue