JOURNAL 11.21.2012
Last night, I sat with my mom as she struggled through the worst night of pain thus far in her fight with cancer. Her abdomen was sore from throwing up, the morphine was not working well, and her thirst
This is an excerpt from The Oat Project, from the rock concert chapter. It may or may not make the final version (coming this summer!!!). Enjoy…and now, back to it.
It’s like World Wide Wrestling. What is that fake-fighting
The kitchen is where my inner science geek and slapdashing artist get to dirty dance…pure alchemy.
Cooking has always given me energy, yes; but it also requires a focus, effort, and sense of play that I haven’t been able to
I do not watch television.
I do not own a tv.
If I watch tv, it shall never be in the daytime.
If it is in the daytime, it is only because I’m sick.
These are my rules.
The
T-Mobile thinks I’m in Mexico.
Last night, as I arrived at the unexpected gift of two nights in a condo on the beach, my phone pinged. I wondered who might be texting so late and looked to find T-Mobile’s
I have learned to avoid announcing my intentions.
The following through, the doing, the making good…they seem to hear my words and spiral away, in and out of me, up, down, or into some other dimension. Maybe my dad
The last week or two, a sort of time warp has wrapped every moment in as intense a grief and dark a depression as just after my mother and sister-in-law died a year and two months ago. It’s as though
It just hit me. I’m living my dream life.
Do I mean everything is perfect? Nope.
That I have all I want? Nay.
Then how? Well, it has to do with cooking.
When people ask me what I “do,” I
Do you have kids? Students? Family? Friends? Please read or listen to this story I heard on NPR’s Morning Edition today (then share it!). Its core: “For the most part in American culture, intellectual struggle in school children is seen
Do you consider yourself a good multitasker? I once bragged that when I drove a stick shift car, I could eat an ice cream cone at the same time (in the long-ago era of pre-cell phones). I’m a mom. Multitasking