My Car: A Metaphor

I drive a 2013 Hyundai Elantra.  When my husband decided it was time for me to have a new car, he asked me what specifics I required. “A steering wheel and four tires, and it can’t be red.” The reasons why I do not like red will have to be the basis of another post.  Today, we […]

Why I’m Glad I had Children

I really don’t think I can answer the question “Why did I have children,”  so I am going to change my topic.  (This is a skill I perfected as an undergrad, writing countless papers on topics that I made up as I went along.)  The new question is “Why am I glad I had Children?” […]

Why Did I Have Children, continued.

Recently, my good friend, Lynn and her husband have been asking themselves this question.  By all accounts they have been supportive, involved parents.  But when they held that sweet little cherub eighteen years ago, they had no clue what they were signing up for! No one does.  Or if they might, they decide to go […]

Why Did I have Children?

These days, people DECIDE whether or not they are going to pitch some of their own DNA into the ocean of humanity.  I never wondered IF I would procreate; the question was how many times.  My husband and I both grew up in a family of four kids, more for me if you count the […]

Love/Hate

I have low blood sugar, I’m thirsty and I have to go pee.  The air conditioning in my car is not working, and I am stuck in a long line of traffic with whining kids in the backseat.  This sounds like a bad day, or maybe a bad dream, but it is actually how I […]

The Amazing Adventures of Daddy-Man and Mom-Lady

As is the case with most super heroes, Daddy-Man and Mom-Lady didn’t KNOW when they were college kids falling in love what was in store for them. They planned to finish school, get married and start careers. But FATE had different plans for these two.  Soon after their home-spun wedding with friends and family, they were […]

“Let’s Play a Game!”

At our house, the phrase is fraught with angst-producing possibilities.  But I say it anyway.  I guess I’m a glutton for punishment; we play games quite a lot. When I was growing up, my brothers and I played checkers, chess, rummy, monopoly, scrabble and many others.  I can’t tell you the number of times our […]

Beautiful Monsters

“Brush your teeth.”  I declared to my husband as we drove to Portland for our weekly date. “What?”  He obviously hadn’t heard me the first time. “Brush your teeth!”  I proclaimed with a flip of my hand.  Maybe that would help. Then there was a moment of silence in awe of my brilliance.  Or perhaps […]