Or, Things I Ponder in the Darkness as I Wait For My Children to Sleep “Wait” seems to imply gentle and wholesome solitude, but I assure you it is anything but. It takes two adults to put our two youngest to sleep. We sing. We rub tummies. We massage backs. We hum. We pray. We […]
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…because it begged to be written. But I must specify–this is an angry wife, specifically. Do not try it with your next irritable cashier or irate colleague. *** 1. Shut up. By all means. 2. Take a moment to ponder in silence a couple of very important questions: Is she a) miffed, or b) furious?
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Confession: I listened to the Accuser today. Ryan and I stayed up late having a difficult financial conversation, and I finished it by asking him an equally difficult question on beauty (what? I thought it fit…) and he answered all wrong and fell asleep. I lay awake stewing until my thoughts began to swirl into
A great, great gift to sit at this table together. A man. A woman. A school boy. A blue-eyed boy. A little girl who prays. Roast chicken is on our plates, and sugared sweet potatoes. Buttered corn and peas, and coleslaw with garden ingredients. We have ice water, and a matched set of plates. Enough
Confession: There are some household tasks I love… (cooking, organizing, pinning clothes to a line) There are many household tasks I find tedious, a mindless reworking of old ruts… (washing dishes, folding laundry, vacuuming floors) And there are a few household tasks I simply hate. (among which ironing is chief) For the latter two, the
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Yesterday on May 29 I told you I’d write a sequel post “soon” and so I thought I’d get right on that. What? You remember me writing about being on a treadmill entitled Trying To Keep Up With This Household? Yes. I’m sure it was only yesterday. Uh-huh. I can tell you’re trying to correct
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So. We have an ethical dilemma at our house. *** Husband likes gray socks. Not black or white. Gray. Very well, says Wife. I will buy you some at Family Dollar. But Family Dollar does not carry gray socks. Family Dollar carries black or white. Hmm, says Wife. Would you be okay with black or
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Confession: Most of my best ideas come straight from someone else. Here’s one from my friend Shaunda, who does not follow her own advice. (There’s a reason–In her kitchen, the drawers are bigger than she is. And they number exactly three. So she cheerfully hauls them around by the scruff of the neck, and passes
Confession: I have played one game unceasingly for the last 9 ½ years. And I’m boss for the month! [insert celebratory jig] Here’s how it works. Because today is the first of the month, I crushed my husband’s expectations in one fell swoop at midnight, with these simple words: “Happy August!” Now I get boss
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Confession: Everything I know about life, I learned from my goat. What? You thought from my sisters? That was last month, for heaven’s sake. Lesson 1: Jump all over everyone you love. They’ll be speechless. With delight, of course! Lesson 2: Adopt a mother who is not of your species. “When my billy and my
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