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Random Tuesday Stuff

I’m actually kind of glad to have a break from three day weekends for a bit.  They really throw off the rest of my week.   I spend all day Monday thinking it’s Sunday and well, it just goes down hill from there.

I whipped up a batch of veggie fritters this weekend.  The recipe is up over at Foodie Parent.  I’d love it if you took a moment to go over and read and comment.  Some big stuff happening over there, none of which I can talk about, but  your support there would be truly appreciated.

After spending three… Continue reading

One Year Later

I moved my last post back to the draft folder.  I was hesitant to publish it at all, even privately, and bare myself so completely as to the struggle of emotions.

Those of you who read and as usual, supported me, thank you.  Your words mean so much and I feel each one of them as a warm embrace.

The sheer act of writing has brought about some form of catharsis.  The emotions have shifted to something different, less intense and not quite as crushing.

Life and the act of living it never ceases to ebb and flow.  The waters… Continue reading

Random Ruminations

It’s been a month since I’ve posted.  Frankly, I haven’t even thought about it in a long time.  Not sure what that means yet, if anything.

I’m still blogging weekly over at Foodie Parent.  We’re featuring holiday cookies over there, so head over and check it out.  You might find something that will become your new family favorite.

Somehow it’s 9 days until Christmas.  I swear this month has gone by so fast.  I think I’m as ready as I’m going to be.  I don’t have to host a huge Christmas dinner this year, which feels like a huge… Continue reading

Sad Girl

I’ve seen her twice now.  Early morning, sitting on the curb in front of what I assume is her house.

 

Waiting? What’s she waiting for?  The bus? A friend to pick her up? A parent?

 

It’s not just the fact that she’s there.  Her mere presence isn’t what makes me unable to shake her from my head.

 

She looks…sad.  Lonely.  Not sad in the angst-y way young teens have of lip pouting and all OHMYGODYOUHAVERUINEDMYLIFE.  But deeply sad.  It’s evident in her eyes, her slumped, defeated posture.  Everything about her seems to say “I give up, I… Continue reading

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