Sabbatical

| May 5, 2011

Daisy is taking one.  Not from motherhood — that’s not exactly an “at will” gig — but from everything else.   Just eight to twelve weeks or so, to undergo and recuperate from a medical procedure in body, a renewal in spirit, and a redesign in this little corner of the Web.  When we return, [...]

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Where is Daisy?

| April 13, 2011

Daisy is still lurking about.  In fact, she is a good bit easier to spot out in the real world than that Waldo character.  (Don’t tell me that signature striped shirt is a giveaway — I’ll SHOW you a dead giveaway, someday, when I am bold enough to out myself.)  But, it is easier to [...]

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One Thousand Terrible Posts

| February 26, 2011

I read too much and do not write enough.  Yesterday I was chatting about this problem with a like-minded group of people, and I recounted a story my mother shared with me in one of her many attempts to gently help me with my perfectionism.  My mother is an artist.  When she was an art [...]

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A Good Excuse for a Bitchy Mood (plus, New Vocabulary!)

| February 23, 2011

Alright, I am calling it.  I am either officially entering menopause, or am about to embark on that rarely if ever documented event known as the Sexless Birth.  Note that I did not say “Virgin Birth” — the very existence of the Bear calls out that lie.  I think it’s precisely because the phrase “Virgin [...]

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Onward, Mommy Soldier

| February 3, 2011

We’ve weathered the GaGa storm.  I was right that perseverance would win out, and the Bear would move on to a new obsession.  Now, when he still occasionally asks for a Lady GaGa video, its easy and okay.  And frankly a bit of a relief.  Because his new obsession?  Is this: Never has a more [...]

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