I’ve been thinking about news lately. Not “the news,” so much as news: what we regard as news, and why.We receive information All Day. It informs the substance of our thinking. I wake in the morning. I hear Bill breathing. I am informed: Bill is here, Bill is alive. All is well with the world. […]
Read moreI just wrote a Super Long Post about my e-mail experience this week. I deleted it. I’m just going to give you the jist of it here, which is why I was writing in the first place. When you send emails to addresses that no longer exist (something that you do unwittingly, of course), the […]
Read moreSo I wasn’t raised in a sports family. We weren’t fans. No. We didn’t play sports, either. We were the reading sort of family, the classical music types, the church-going, crossword-puzzling, public television station sort of family. It suited me Just Fine. In fact, when we moved back to the US from Japan just as […]
Read moreI get to this point in the day, and I Am Done. Done. Shut Down. Wiped Out. Exhausted. Since I became a mother, I’ve been accustomed to a definite Crash just before the children’s bedtimes. I am first aware of fatigue somewhere around 4 p.m.; it thickens around my head while I am preparing dinner; […]
Read moreThese are my mother’s parents: Barry and Grace Everett. I spent all my summers with them growing up. We called them Skipper and Gramma. My grandmother taught me manners and grammar and that reading is a wonderful thing.My grandfather taught me how to sail and how to clam and that reading is a wonderful thing. […]
Read moreI love presents. I am not good at them. I mean, I am not good at thinking of things that other people will like. And I am not good at buying them on time, or getting them in the mail on time. And sometimes I think of buying something for someone and that’s as far […]
Read moreyou wake up and you Just Know– before you even open your eyes– that you didn’t get enough sleep. you really hate your new haircut. you eat a breakfast that is simply overloaded with sugar, and you don’t usually do that, and then you pay for it. your car has something Really Wrong with it. […]
Read moreThis is our friend Levi. He is two. My father took this picture when he was here a few weeks ago. My mother and I were away for the weekend, and Bill and my dad and the children spent time with the phatted calf and his sons. We think he’s very funny. And a very […]
Read moreI had plans. There was that letter I needed to write– the one that is almost overdue– regarding our upcoming trip to Africa. There were two thank you notes, two bills to pay, a photo to take of Everett’s art project, photos to download. I hoped to send a quick note to my parents and […]
Read moreShe calls, even though she knows it’s my children’s bedtime, but Lynne calls anyway, because she’s in her car and on her cell phone and so she finally has a free minute. And even though the children are Really and Imminently Almost In Bed, I take the call anyway, because it’s Lynne. We will talk […]
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