For the last few weeks I’ve been stewing over my 5-year-old’s Term 2 report card. He’s only in kindergarten, so there’s no reason for him to 1)Receive a report, or 2) For me to give a shit what it might say. But still. Here it is. The report declares how my son is ‘approaching’, ‘meeting’…
Author: goldenwendy
Cure by Ocean
Mental health feels endless sometimes. I never really win. Even after therapy, meds, yoga, meditation, the weepies still come upon me sometimes. When that happens, the answer is a good dose of nature. The wilder the better. The Weepies The night before my husband and I were to take our first childfree weekend away in…
Selfie Realization
I’ve been having a real crisis of image the last few weeks. Essentially feeling ashamed and self-conscious of my wrinkles and aging jawline. Everyone must feel so uncomfortable looking at my ugly old self. It’s partly for a good reason – I quit my evening smoking habit two months ago! Hooray! But now, instead of…
Writing from the Pantry
So the baking cabinet is in my office. I’m working in the pantry. And my former desk is outside on the rainy deck, the city version of a car on blocks. What weirdness this? Well, it’s that we spent all day Sunday getting it in place, both of us wide-eyed and speaking in strong declaratives:…
Walk to Le Marche
Sunday morning, I took my husband and baby for a walk through Riley Park. September has tilted the sunshine just right, so that all the houses scrunched up their eyes like a satisfied cat purring face first into the sun. This means we smile and hold hands instead of grumbling about how long its taking…
Stuff, Glorious Stuff
Stuff, Glorious Stuff Our house is now stuffed full with old furniture, boxes of classic books, paintings of questionable merit, brand new casserole dishes and a rice cooker we may never use. I, of course, am delighted. G is not. “I will not tolerate a living room filled with junk,” he declared, only an hour…
Sewing? Sewing!
I’ve decided to sew some napkins for my soon-t0-be sister-in-law. It’s the perfect wedding gift, I’ve decided. It’s relatively cheap. It’s handcrafted, which i know she must like since she’s already sent me a handmade necklace and a painting (yes, really) of my infant son. (Isn’t that nice?) And, since it’s just napkins you don’t…
Sleeping Bunnies
Baboo has learned to play “Sleeping Bunnies”, after the song. The first verse is very slow, about the bunnies laying in bed til noon, oh so still/ are they ill? And then we wake them with a merry tune. Now Baboo can lie down quietly and patiently for the whole first verse and then jump…
Morning Stories
June 18, 2012 The best part of this day was waking so early – 4:37 – with the excitement that I had the morning off and would be able to write chapters and chapters of novels, volumes of poetry, entire websites, action plans for the home décor and proposals for new work. I was too…
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