I think one of my favorite recent decisions was that this year, we're working on our portfolios once a week ( Read more... )

Talking to Mom yesterday, I discovered that she had never heard the word "polyamory" before, and I was unable to disguise my surprise-bordering-on-shock. She's doing very well without even having the word for what half her kids are experiencing. She got it from context, and we talked about it a little, and she asked if it would be in the ( Read more... )

Last weekend I was off at Earthspirit's Twilight Covening. I finally stepped in and did a women's mysteries group (Caribou). I had been in a Dianic (all women) moon circle for a brief time in college, but then there was a guy who asked if he, too, could dance in the moonlight under the oak trees, and we said sure, and that was that ( Read more... )

First, on two separate occasions last week people told me that my dog, and my kid, who were upset, would be fine if I would just do a better job of projecting calm. This kind of pissed me off, because I feel like I have to hold everything together here. I'm the one woman in the house, increasingly a house of men, and I'm supposed to just ( Read more... )

I would like to say that we just started a new school year. I would like to say that, because right now, I'm not very excited about us as year round unschoolers. It's messy. I'm not in control of it. There's not nearly enough for me in the way of hoops to jump through, right answers to get, and boxes to check off. Instead, there's ( Read more... )

Note to self: If I am playing some boogie improv at the piano, and someone kisses me, and I manage to keep the bass line going and change chords correctly, while being kissed, wait until the kiss is over before excitedly shouting, "YES!"

oh terrible mood ( Read more... )

Off to bookclub. The book is a collection from mommy-bloggers. Can't help but wonder if the, "So do you have a blog somewhere?" question will come up...

I've been noticing that my attitude has been slipping. The last two years dumped me into crisis mode and I seem to be living in that mode now. Everything's a crisis. When one little thing goes wrong (dinner's late, lost a library book, let a damp sweater get mildewed on the bottom of a laundry pile) I'm reacting to it as though it's just ( Read more... )

Oh wow, I can think of something other than the lost dog. amazing. I haven't sunk that deeply into an obsession in several years. That was the kind of work that my obsessive leanings are best suited for ( Read more... )