Hands up

There is a moment as a parent where you suddenly realize you have a sixth sense. Those of us who listen to that sense find ourselves walking in on some of the strangest things but doing it at the best time. Our son has pretty much always been a happy accommodating kid. We would sit him in his high chair at the dinner table and feed him the kid portioned version of whatever we were eating. Like most kids he was very into exploring textures and trying out new motor skills. Or what I really mean to say is he[…]

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Grammar

I have a passing affiliation with grammar and no editor. I will also admit to only having a loose grasp on the rules of writing well. Well versed friends of mine who have edited long submissions that I cared to have meet the criteria of proper english have lamented my love of simply throwing punctuation in when it seems I haven’t ended a sentence in a while. My saving grace is that I usually read my work aloud when ever possible to catch my most egregious mistakes. That said, I find the hardest writing exercise is to write in the[…]

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Married 3 times divorced once

I’ve been married three times and divorced once. No really! The first time I got married I had the big church wedding with the walking down the aisle and my sister as my maid of honor. The white dress, the receiving line, and table of people at the reception that neither my husband or I knew. My dad walked me down the aisle. My grandmother sang during the ceremony. My husband and I were virgins who had waited for each other. It was special day filled with good memories. My husband asked for a divorce after we had been together[…]

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How Gramma met Grampa

My sister came for a visit this weekend. It was very nice to see her and talk for awhile. She brought me some pictures of our family that I hadn’t seen in a while. One of the pictures was this handsome devil. The picture reminded me of the story my Gramma told me one day. This is the story as I remember it. I hope you enjoy. — One summer morning I was sitting by the window of the front room where Leona and I were staying when I saw this handsome fella walk by with his lunch pail and[…]

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How is this changing me

What happens when you commit to writing something every day? For one thing you learn to tolerate crap. Not everything you write it going to come out well. I’m rusty as fuck and what I write about has changed over the years. For a long time I was writing fiction. This kind of writing is different obviously. But it still requires me to get in front of the keyboard and let the flow happen. Sometimes I can crank out 2 or three post for scheduling on the blog then other times I work on longer pieces. Other time I write[…]

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About a Mile

The first music festival I was able to attend with my wife was Faerieworlds. It wasn’t as big then as it is now, so it was quite reasonably priced. Since it was two hours from our home we decided to do a two day pass and camp at one of the suggested nearby campground that was supposedly within walking distance of the back gate. We’d save a little bit in parking fees and both of us could drink if we so desired. Also since we’d be so close we could head back to camp for lunch and not have to[…]

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Snow days

So Portland got snow. I had already taken the day off for other reasons so I got to sleep in with out guilt. As a previous Midwesterner I always feel guilty taking a snow day when Portland freaks out because of ice and snow. However I live on a hill. With enough snowfall it becomes impossible to get out of my neighborhood. I really like this type of snowfall. Big fat fluffy flakes that pile up quick and make every thing pretty but its juuust warm enough that it mostly melts off as soon as the sun comes out. No[…]

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104 Days

One Hundred and Four days. That’s how long I’ve been on Prozac. My moods have stabilized. I now feel like they are going up and down normally in reaction to my social and physical environment instead of just hanging out in the deep despair and depression that had clouded everything for months if not years. I finally feel rested after sleeping. I’ve also recovered to 99% of pre-cold health. Yay! I no longer feel like an incredible weight has been lifted off of me, I just feel normal. It’s so nice to feel like myself again, not a better or[…]

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Movie Review: Black Panther made me sad

First off I enjoyed this movie. The story was average. The look of it was fantastic. The action was good. The overall feel of the movie left me hopeful. It had a couple of trite spots but hey its a superhero movie so those are to be expected. I liked the hero’s arc a of man born to privilege coming to understand the responsibility of his station and the decisions his ancestors made that got him there. I really liked that the bad guy wasn’t evil. Would I recommend it to anyone else? Yes please go see this movie. So,[…]

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