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I am going crazy. I used to only feel this way at the end of the day, mostly when I was out of Chai. Now I am ferociously neurotic and weepy from the moment Toby pokes me awake in the morning, to the moment he pokes me awake the next morning. Just the fact that [...]
And that was good.
It was a slow death. I decided to train for a marathon. A group from church was doing the Houston HP, and it seemed like the perfect diversion from my sulking self-absorption. I paid the entry fee and immediately increased my mileage.
Four and six miles morphed into eight, ten, and fifteen miles. [...]
The only thing worse than the first few weeks of running is starting with a friend who is a “natural.” My friend was Courtney and to this day I am still bitter.
While I drug myself through the neighborhood in shame, Courtney opted to train on the treadmill. She was with me at the first 5k, [...]
I wasn’t going to show up for my second 5k without a bit more practice. I set out for a jog feeling very fit and healthy because choosing to run already set me in a higher existential sphere. I imagined how I must look to people driving by, wishing they were a svelte athlete in [...]
Oh, the loveliness of winter. And by lovely, I of course mean banishment to the lonely prison of our living room with just the bickeringly swell company of each other. It should be cozy. It was cozy in November. Now it is the guilt-inducing festival of Noggin. Want to watch Backyardigan’s? Dora? Oswald? Sure! In [...]
It’s Christmas break at Preschool. Greg is off work. Its even too cold for the dog to go out for very long. We are having ourselves some real family time. Lots of good ‘ole family time.
Its the kind of family time where you loop the Baby Einstein video during every wakeful moment to keep [...]
“Stop looking at me Charlie. Stop looking at me Charlie. Mommy make Charlie stop looking at meeeeeee.”
“If you don’t look at him, he won’t look at you,” I say as I flip down the visor mirror and make sure it is really me talking and not my mother.
“Say ‘Stop it!’ to Charlie. Why is he [...]
Sometimes I find myself wandering around my life muttering this like a self-confidence mantra. Then I wonder, why, oh why is it necessary to tell yourself something is true every six minutes?
Self, don’t answer that question.
Our good friends drop by just as Toby is waking up from nap. I hear him in his room grunting [...]
It gets a little annoying.
I can’t remember exchanging Toby’s personality from pleasantly compliant charmer to compulsively opinionated dictator. Yet here I am with snot streaming down my nose while he separates individual sections of toilet paper into satisfactory squares. No, I won’t hurry up, he says as his chubby fingers work to remove a rogue [...]
He did not exactly grab his camera for our mini-vaca to the pediatrician yesterday morning. I was excited however, to pass the burden of his diagnosis on to someone more qualified in the actual field of medicine instead of relying solely on a love affair with WebMD.
Apparently his poor ear developed a gross infection and [...]
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