I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Ready? Okay. I hate the way I look right now. I look okay with clothes on because it’s winter, but put me in a pair of shorts or a fitted tee and I’ll probably shove myself into a dark corner. I’m snarky, but try...
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Look what I pulled out of our mailbox today: I started stressing just *yesterday* that Rosco wouldn’t get into the school we applied for open enrollment for and that we’d have to settle for the less-lauded zone school. The way public schools in Colorado work is by open enrollment. You get assigned a zone...
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Yesterday I found myself in the interesting predicament of explaining to my son what an Indian is. Should have saw that coming given the venue of the discussion. I was itching to do some exploration yesterday since we’re mostly settled in here and I really want to become as at-home here as I was...
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I think it may be time to have a serious talk with Rosco. At five he’s starting to notice that he doesn’t look like everyone else around him. We haven’t had many discussions about why people look the way they do because he generally isn’t curious about it. That being said, there’s one part...
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So, we’re moved into the rental house and trying to get our copious amounts of shit unpacked. It’s been a tough week for me made somewhat better by my locating the coffee maker, spoons, and box of mugs. We spent Sunday moving our stuff out of the corporate apartment (took four carloads). The movers...
Read more →January’s BlogHer Book Club selection is The Underside of Joy. It’s a beautiful book, really: it’s complex, lushly layered, and elegantly written. Here’s a blurb from the author’s website: To Ella Beene, happiness means living in the Northern California river town of Elbow with her husband, Joe, and his two young children. For three...
Read more →*sidenote – I actually did contract a novella last week. It’ll be released under my pen name late this spring. If you happen upon it and think the writing seems like mine and ask me if it’s my work, I may confirm it. Why a pen name? Because it’s a romance–the Snarky Momma is...
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