The Beginning of Something

There I go again, right? A new blog, a new site to save on your favorites and remember to check. You can do it, Mom. I know you can. In short, I decided it was ...

Who’s the boss?

Jackson (J2): Eat your dinner, Jeremy. Jeremy (J1): Jackson, would you please not be the boss of me? J2: What? J1: Please don’t tell me what to do. J2: St...

Talk Time with Mom

This is what Jeremy calls that last part of the day when he and I find a spot in the house, be it on my bed or even under it, and I answer his questions. Lately...

Six Years Old.

According to Jeremy, he’s almost 10, because soon he’ll be seven, then eight and then nine… “And after nine, I turn ten.” “W...

Of this, I am not a fan.

This new schedule is not desirable. Fortunately, I am the only one complaining. Jackson loves his afternoon early intervention class and both boys like being ho...

2009 Running Report

Three half marathons notwithstanding, 2009 is ending with a pitiful running record and hope for a better new year. I waved the white flag this month by ending m...

Photo Shoot Snafu

Michele (my boss and the editor of the magazine) and I had a photo shoot the other day for an online piece about our office redesign. We were in the goofiest of...

Trace Bundy

Just wanted to plug a phenomenal acoustic guitar player who gave a brief concert at PBC yesterday morning. He wowed the crowd, including me. Seriously, don̵...

Jackson Speaks

For a while it seemed like I’d never be able to say that, type that, or believe that, but I’m here to tell you that this child has found his voice. ...

Jeremy turns 6.

The first thing he asked me after climbing down from the top bunk this morning was, “Do I look bigger today?” “Yes,” I told him. “...

Conversation Overheard

Jeremy: Jackson, say what I say… Video? Jack: video… Jeremy: …Killed… Jack: killed… Jeremy: …the Radio… Jack: the radi...

Jeremy-isms

It’s been a rough morning, but at least the stress has been punctuated by the funny things that come out of Jeremy’s mouth. For example, as I’...

Where are you from?

I hear this at least twice a week. Whether it’s from someone I interviewed, a co-worker at the paper, or the random person who talks to me at the grocery ...

Texas is harsh.

Foolishly, I thought a quick five mile run at 10:30 in the morning was a good idea. Yet again, I was flat wrong. Near mile two, my water bottle – which wa...

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