Two days working at the group home. Two days dissertating. Two days of homemaking and childcare.
One day called “Family Day” for me to be exhausted and for Attic Man, who has been caring for the Snapper all weekend, to race to school to catch up on work.
I can’t tell whether it’s ‘balanced’ or crazy, this [...]
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Two Days
Posted in Dazed and Confused; or, Living Well with ADD, Dissertating, Parenting, Planet Sster, The Snapper, The guys on February 15, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Express Yourself
Posted in It's a Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Marriage, Planet Sster, The guys on November 13, 2007 | 2 Comments »
OK. Now I have clean pants. But I did miss another day of NaBloPoMo. I could feel guilty about it or I could say, “oh, well, at least my kid is clean and fed and I paid my rent” and let it go. I choose the second. I am posting more [...]
Privilege (again)
Posted in Planet Sster, Race, The guys on November 4, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Third Mom writes, commenting on contemplating my status as a woman,
But I also think that on some level it doesn’t matter, because at the end of the day it’s a luxury to even be able to consider this question.
And she’s right. I have so much else that puts me in the category of ‘privileged’–I’m white, [...]
Harvest Mist
Posted in The Prairie, The guys on November 3, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Yesterday I drove one of my guys to the Iowa 80 Truckstop to say “ooooooo!” at all the tractor-trailers. The land was blanketed in a thin layer of dust: harvest time, and the huge machines were at work until the last drop of daylight. It was one of my “Holy crap–I live in Iowa” moments. [...]
Fall
Posted in I'm angry today, The Snapper, The guys on October 22, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Obligatory Pumpkin Patch Pic
9:30. Less Bad Mega Superstore is closed so I go to Really Bad Mega Superstore to buy glue traps, glass & metal dry goods containers, four rolls of paper towels, and bleach. It’s to be expected, this little bit of extra company in the fall. We live less than a block from [...]
Fine Lines
Posted in The guys on October 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I’m too busy to care about the fine lines on my face, though every commercial on Loaftime (my latest pumping-at-night rerun addiction is Fraiser) insists that I must. This is why I mute commercials.
I’m enjoying my new job at the group home more than I thought possible. Because I knew I’d be there [...]
