‘Tis the Season

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It’s below zero outside. Even though I can feel the cold seeping through the walls, the house feels cozy.  I try to organize my thoughts enough to write, and end up making spaghetti for the kids instead while snitching bites of leftover homemade brownies in the corner cabinet.   The tree in the corner is re-decorated by the kids almost every day, Mr Punk likes to crawl behind it and unplug the lights. Each child has a pair of boots and coat and snowpants that fit them, we have mittens and hats to go around too. That is a good feeling.   It’s dark when I walk to work in the morning. Sometimes I trip because I am looking up at the moon and stars while I crunch … [Read more...]

Happy Birthday Haley

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We’ve been together eight years babe, and boy has it been a ride. A facebook group started a thread where we could list 5 favorite things about our partner, and since it’s your birthday I thought I’d put it here to surprise you too. Lets see, what are my favorite things about you… You are Passionate- You know your truth and you will stand up for it. You believe in me and support me to the hilt. You want to be there for our kids, so you pour yourself into caring for them. You have never been one to just say stuff, you follow through in real, visible, consistent ways. When you get interested in something, you think about it, often pacing across the room, and spinning around to pace … [Read more...]

Substance and Spice

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  I worked second shift for 8 months. 30+ hours a week, going to bed at 1 in the morning, getting up to watch the kids during the day, and going to work as soon as evening arrived. 2 months ago, I had the chance to switch to daytime hours, so I did. And the deal came with full-time hours and a decent raise to boot. So now I get up early, work 8 hours and come home before my oldest gets home from school. They are good hours, dream hours really, some people work their whole lives to get hours like these. It’s been good. And it’s been new. New is exhausting sometimes.   We enrolled Ms Drama in school, and went to her kindergarten orientation. I sat back in my chair and … [Read more...]

Oblivious to Privilege:Part Two

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Part Two of Haley's Guest Post... The experience of living in two genders and perceived to have different sexual orientations, has made me aware of privilege and how oblivious I once was to it. I don’t share my experiences as some guilt trip to people who possess privilege or to paint a picture that my life is really hard. My life is really great. I am living freely and openly. I wake up and I look forward to what the day will hold. Honestly, my life has never been better. However, reflecting on privilege and how my perceptions of it evolved as I evolved, can be illuminating. In fact while I've lost some privileges I've gained a new one. It is a privilege to grow in empathy and see so … [Read more...]

February in photos

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February has seriously been the longest month ever.           Of course, I'm not including all the kids, because I don't really put pictures of them here. And this should include pictures of Haley at school and me at work. And maybe a few of me laying around in my pajama's aching and sick, because that's how I spent two weeks of this month. (It felt much longer.) Who else is ready for spring? … [Read more...]

The Habit of Peace

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Every season is nice, but each one ends up feeling about 6 weeks too long for my taste. I have always hated the month of January, long, cold, gray, lonely January. And this year February starts with more snow. I may be tired of the cold, but the snow is beautiful. What makes it swirl as it falls? It’s like a soft blanket for the soul. Watching it fall soothes the hurts, it feels like a hug. Quiet. That’s what it is. Snow falling is the definition of quiet, even if you are surrounded by chaos, lightly falling snow is a visual representation of peace. Peace. I’m still learning the meaning of the word. I used to think that peace meant that everything was perfect, something to … [Read more...]


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