Category: Family
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heat
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Read more: heatI didn’t want to get up at 4:45 am this morning, but I did. The heat is defeating me once again. This is my third summer in Tucson and I get a Lyme relapse for weeks every time. I’m never quite well until it cools off, usually in late September or early October (and by…
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cook
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Read more: cookI am a good home cook. There is a vast difference between home cooks and professional cooks. They have a sophistication with spices and ingredients that I don’t have. Chefs would laugh at my chopping and plating skills, and my dining room could be out on the porch or in the living room, but I…
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neurospicy
Read more: neurospicyI love the word “neurospicy.” It’s a lot less heavy than the term neurodivergent. An estimated 15-20% of Americans are considered neurodivergent, but what exactly is neurodivergent, anyway? A lot of different conditions fall under the umbrella of neurodivergent: autism spectrum, ADHD, dyscaculia, dyslexic, dyspraxia, Tourette syndrome, mental health, and, this one is interesting, “acquired…
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oatmeal
Read more: oatmealAfter a few heavy blogs, I decided to wade into a controversial topic: Oatmeal. I am team oatmeal. I love oatmeal. Oatmeal pancakes, oatmeal muffins. A bowl of steel cut oats cooked in an InstaPot. Oatmeal cookies. Oatmeal with fried eggs, chard, and onion. Oatmeal with leftover meat and veg. Fried leftover oatmeal with maple…
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delusions
Read more: delusionsCaretaking is a tricky business. One minute it’s simply doing the housework, making sure things run smoothly, cooking, and going to a few doctor appointments. This scenario doesn’t mean that the caretaker is on easy street, but it does mean that you can be in a state of denial about the future. Last month, I…
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diy
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Read more: diyI am absurdly proud of my new website. In a fit of misplaced optimism six weeks, or maybe it was two months ago, I decided to switch from InMotion hosting to Bluehost and update my website. Let me assure you my qualifications to do these things are minimal. I told myself, “hey, it’s not rocket…
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baby steps
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Read more: baby stepsIn the past 7 years I have made many attempts to get “back to life.” “Life” was defined as a regular job, keeping up the house, paying the bills, an active social life, and a return to health. Each effort lasted until a flare-up, and then I couldn’t juggle all of those things. After most…
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Katie
Read more: KatieI discovered two things about myself the day Katie was born: I would die for another person, and I would kill for another person. That a love so fierce could spring up inside of me was a surprise I think no new parent can anticipate. I’d been waiting for her my whole life. Why have…
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mom
Read more: momMy mom. Were there ever two words with more baggage? I have two moms: my biological mom and the mom who is my mother. I can’t imagine what it would be like to adopt three children, let alone get them all in one year. First, my brothers. They were biological brothers from an orphanage in…
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confinement
Read more: confinementBeing sick is boring. I used to joke that Lyme had transformed me into a swooning Victorian lady until shit got real. Then it wasn’t funny anymore. Seriously, think what it must have been like to be sick before, say, 1910. There would have been days, weeks, hell, months of confinement with little to do but lie…
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