The Story of Us

So, I could totally write about how today, we spent an hour watching my baby feed herself chicken and peas, and how her face now looks like a green cubist portrait; I could write about our family jam session to Eric Clapton's "Bell Bottom Blues", and how when I serenaded my husband, I saw his ...

The Story of Us–Chapter 3

So, back to the day I cut him off, It took a few weeks, but my mom and I remembered something very interesting about that psychologist’s driveway. When she used to drive me to my therapy appointments, there was always this cute older guy from my school who went in before me. He drove a white car with ...

The Story of Us–Chapter 2

In case you've gotten a little too holiday happy and missed Chapter 1 of this story There I was, staring face to face, with this familiar face, feeling my heart sink into my feet. So, of course, I did the obvious thing. I sped away. When I was safely out of sight, I pulled over and, Of course, did the next obvious ...

The Story of Us–Chapter 1

I have mentioned before that my husband first appeared in my life long before he was, Well, Mine. In fact, the origins of our paths crossing dates back over twenty-some years, When we attended the same nursery school. And then attended the same preschool. And then the same elementary school. And then the same middle school. And then the same high school. I ...

A decade.

(The photo above is the first digital picture that I have of us together. I was 20. I had just cut my own bangs. Those were the days.) Today is a special day. It is the ten year anniversary of my very last first date. Ten years ago today, K and I became an item. It was only one ...

Our Family: A Mother’s Day Story

This morning, early, before the sun had even made it's way up into the sky, my daughter ran in to my room, excited, with this is her arms: "Mommy! Mommy! I have something for you!" And you know how I feel about love notes; this one may reign supreme. The story of us, and how we had evolved (at ...

About Mommy

Hey there! Hi! Thank you so much for stopping by. You may been here before. Thanks so much for sticking around. But, perhaps you're new here. Perhaps you've wandered these parts before, but you're not sure. Perhaps you need something to jog your memory. Perhaps you're not a newbie, per se, but haven't been here since the beginning. I'm ...