Sometimes the majority of the day goes into keeping the children happy. And then by the time they actually fall asleep, you’re too wiped out to write that much of merit. That day is today for me. Here is to them sleeping long into the morning so I can get caught up. Love those kids.
Time for complete honesty. Which probably isn’t the best idea, but here it goes. I’m writing all of this down, everything on this site, because I want you to read it. And I want you to like it. I want you to like it enough that you read tomorrow and the day after. I want … More Past Mistakes
It is fully 2020 and I want to start this year as I do almost every other, by seeing how long I can keep this space updated daily. Over the next week expect a review of last year, expectations for this year, and other general housekeeping chores. But for now, it is New Year’s. I’ve … More Start the year Writing
Wednesday afternoon around 5:00 I was sitting in my apartment attempting to get some writing in before needing to go pick up my children from daycare. The only problem was the noise coming from outside. What felt like every few minutes a new blast of loudspeakers playing that style of almost classical music that any … More Another Wednesday Night in Japan
I’ve fallen off the radar for a while. Blame it all on the busy summer. And the growing bundle of love that is my daughter. And the other love that is my son. Oh, and work. And that other work. Basically, I have a lot of excuses. Some legit. Some less so. But I want … More Enough Silence!
Sometimes the reward for a good day is just a beautiful sky.
Camp life is nice, but I will be quite pleased to see my family on Sunday.
Sunburns and bug bites Don’t take away from the strength Of friendships just made
I’m sitting in the break room of the summer camp I work with. All our campers are asleep and soon I will need to head to the showers. I currently smell mostly of campfire smoke. It’s a nice smell, but I’m looking forward to getting rid of it. My only regret for today is that … More 9 Years
In my first post discussing the meaning of individual tarot cards, I though it fitting to start out with a card that could represent why I might not have started in the first place. 8 of Swords To put it simply, the 8 of swords is all about feelings of fear. Looking at how the … More Tarot Tuesday: 8 of Swords
Deadly Troubadour 