I Might Need a Nap

Until Everybody’s Free

A week ago Cooter and I traveled up to Wesleyan to attend Core Ensemble’s production of…
The One About Finding Just the Right Spot

Yesterday I was in our little laundry room switching a load from the washer to the…
And Now, Only the Stories Remain…..and the Echoes of the Laughter

A phone call can change everything, you know? It can change your plans, your evening, your…
Stories for Daddy with a Brownie on the Side

Today is my Daddy’s birthday. March 23. Another one. Without him. This is the fourth without…
Where Was Her Biffle?

This afternoon I had the pleasure of being a part of a girls’ outing. Aub, our…
Ode to Spring and Welcome

Though I complain about the pollen that turns everything an interesting shade of yellow or green…
the wild and starry sky

they talk about how lovely it is, the sky, and how this phenomenon or that is…
On Memory, Cats, and Amounting to Something

This evening Cooter and I headed up to Macon to join Aub for a special performance…
The Mushrooms Said “I love you”

Today after we wrapped up our morning lessons, the littles flew up the stairs and into…
Legos, All the People, and Being Friends with God

This afternoon I was heading to our next adventure with the littles in the backseat. They…