Our seven year old daughter gave me a gift this Christmas that continues to impress me, not because of the gift itself, but because of her reason for giving it. I am a baker. I have loved to bake since I first stood on a wooden gray stool next to my mom and felt chocolate … Continue reading Learning to let go in the kitchen
I had a great post, all ready to go, about how we organize the books on our shelves (exciting, I know), when I saw the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: A Day in My Life. I had a typical day planned – cooking, groceries, cleaning, cooking – with the addition of currently atypical good weather and … Continue reading A Day in the Domestic Life: Cooking, Cleaning, Playing, Drinking. Spring Break Photo Essay.
Driving our daughter to her swim meet yesterday, I faded the speakers to the front and cranked up the volume while the kids sang spring break songs in the back seat. Nina Totenburg, NPR’s legal affairs correspondent, was covering the Supreme Court arguments on the Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA). As I listened to her … Continue reading Lexicon entry: animus
I have been stumped by a question that, for a Southern woman who reads a lot of books, should be easy: who are your some of your favorite Southern women writers? I saw the question on the Facebook page for a journal that published one of my essays earlier this year. With my fingertips poised … Continue reading Reading Southern Women
Our son walked in the front door, red cheeked and grinning, after soccer practice. His blue gym bag was slung over his shoulder, and he still wore his shin guards and cleats. “Hey Mom, you know those fart cards your friend gave you?” My local writing buddy, after reading my Lost Balls post, and about … Continue reading The Swart
I officially quit on a book last night. Shelved it under DNF (did not finish) on Goodreads, removed it from the homepage of my nook, and resumed the recurrent task of trying to find something gripping to read. When I was younger, I refused to quit on a book. Even if it bored me to … Continue reading I abandoned a book last night