May 6, 2024

    Hi gang, This isn’t a real post, this is just my monthly blogkeeping post to keep all my fans on the same page. It’s a pretty short one this month because I haven’t been in Where Peter Is or the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette in the past few weeks, because I was very busy working on my Lives of the Saints Project, but that has been sent to the editor now! So, I will hopefully be back at WPI and... Read more

May 5, 2024

    A reading from the Holy Gospel according to John: Jesus said to his disciples: “As the Father loves me, so I also love you. Remain in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and remain in his love.“I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and your joy might be complete. This is my commandment: love one another as... Read more

May 4, 2024

  This evening, I went to the community garden for the last time. Everything in the garden was exactly where it had been left last year. Nothing had moved. A stack of bagged compost still stood by the front gate, covered in plastic, untouched. The black gardener’s cloth was all ripped up in a pile except where I’d weighed it down with bricks. The tools somebody brought were left on the ground, rusted. Rotted wreckage of last year’s plants stuck... Read more

May 4, 2024

  I went down to Tiltonsville, to see the ancient burial mound. I’d been looking for more things to see around the Ohio river valley, now that Adrienne is so happy in school and I’m not a homeschooling mother anymore. I’ve decided to homeschool myself, to take myself on field trips and teach myself things. I was excited when I found out there was a burial mound of the prehistoric Adena people very close by Steubenville, about twenty minutes away.... Read more

May 3, 2024

April had been a bit of a sprint, but May has started out better. I did finish those taxes that were worrying me so much, and got a tiny bit bigger rebate than I thought, and it didn’t quite cover rent our rent that’s due the fifteenth but we managed. I finished my student loan paperwork, the day before that April 30th deadline, even though I promised myself I wouldn’t wait til the last minute, because I realized I’d forgotten... Read more

April 30, 2024

I woke up to the sound of the lawnmower. The sound of a lawnmower used to make me panic. The stalking neighbor who terrorized us got up to mow the lawn once or twice a week at eight o’clock in the morning. She would stim back and forth across the same spot over and over again for hours, and then she’d rake up every last blade of grass while cursing under her breath about what pigs her neighbors were. She... Read more

April 28, 2024

  I got to see the trilliums one more time. I went on a hike on Saturday Evening, to admire the ephemerals again. I’ve been admiring them everywhere I’ve gone for weeks. Ephemeral wildflowers are the type that don’t last all year long. They have tiny lives, for a few weeks in the spring and sometimes a few weeks in autumn, because that’s when the sun hits the forest floor. I keep getting out of my car to take pictures,... Read more

April 26, 2024

  I still haven’t gotten over the strange case of Father Justin. The rise and fall of Father Justin sounded like something out of a science fiction novel, albeit a bad one. It felt to me as if a Christian publishing company had decided to make an uninspired knockoff of a William Gibson novel, the way Hilda Stahl wrote The Best Friends  as a knockoff of the secular Baby-Sitters’ Club. But the story of Father Justin is such a bad... Read more

April 24, 2024

    I watched the first two days of this first Trump trial, numbly. By “watched,” of course, I mean I refreshed the page on X/Twitter every so often as the Inner City Press quickly tweeted out a transcript of the trial. I consider myself a fast typist, but I could never type as that man types. He’s as good as having an audio recording of the proceedings. I kept scrolling down to read the latest, filling in the voices... Read more

April 23, 2024

I woke up in a mood. The anxiety is still nagging. It comes and goes. The tax rebate hadn’t come in yet, even though we’d already mailed the rent, and the amount of the rebate won’t cover both the rent and the water bill that was due Tuesday the way we’d planned. That was going to be a mess. I’ve still got to fill out my student debt paperwork for some of the Biden changes, and that always fills me... Read more


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