Bill and I stepped out of the store and walked toward the car. We’d gone about fifteen paces when I realized I was getting wet; I looked down and saw the smallest drop of water on my forearm. “What’s this on my skin?” I wondered out loud. And then, “Oh, it’s raining.” “Funny,” Bill said. […]
Read moreI arrived home from school this afternoon to find William waiting for me at the car door, proud to show me his latest injury: a slit in the skin of his forehead, starting just at the middle of his brow and extending into his hair line. I was horrified. “What happened?” I asked him, and […]
Read moreWe have a brand new building at Trinity School. It is Brand-Spanking New and really very beautiful, inside and out. And I have My Own Classroom, something I have not had since way back in the early nineties when I was teaching at South Fayette Jr./Sr. High School in the suburbs of Pittsburgh. Yes, I […]
Read moreEleven years ago right now I had been in labor for twenty-three hours. Only seventeen more to go. It was So Completely Worth It. Happy 11th Birthday, William!!!
Read moreShe was helping me at the kitchen sink. I was scrubbing potatoes, and she was washing the sink with the long-handled-soap-dispensing-spongy-scrubbing-thing we have. Then I turned the water on, and then I let out a little scream because, Very Suddenly, my shirt was wet. She had wrapped a rubber band around the handle of the […]
Read moreI went for a walk just before eight a.m. yesterday morning, and when I returned an hour later, my house was still asleep. Aha, I thought to myself, now is the Perfect Time to get some e-mail taken care of. I haven’t taken care of e-mail in awhile. I haven’t, in fact, been on the […]
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It was a good week. Weird. But good. Bill and I arrived home from Pennsylvania last Saturday night Without The Children. Yes, we left them there On Purpose to enjoy a few more days with their Pennsylvania grandparents before being whisked away to Long Island by their New York grandparents for most of this past […]
Read moreI love them. If you’ve been reading this blog for Any Time At All, then perhaps you already know that. I keep lists of them, you know. I make lists when I am reading something that uses words well. Sometimes I write them down because I don’t (yet) know what they mean; sometimes I write […]
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