Monthly Archives: June 2009
I feel this morning like the little cricket below. How I seem to devote great energy into the most humble of efforts. Feeding children, kneading bread, moving laundry and belongings around the house, trying to find a full-time job. Inexplicably … Continue reading
Faint Praise
What is “Drinkability” supposed to mean, exactly? Isn’t that setting the bar a little low for a beer? Doesn’t “Drinkability” just mean that it’s not poisonous and it’s in a container with some sort of opening? Technically, I could pee … Continue reading
Feet of Comfort and Joy
I love my Vibram Five-Fingers shoes. Lord knows I do. But they look kind of funny and are too casual for general wearing. They’ve replaced my flip-flops, but I wish I had a pair of shoes that let me experience … Continue reading
Yes, That’s Us.
Apparently, they printed the story. Well, if it promotes adoption and foster parenting, then it’s worth having to stop a billion times today and say, “Yes, we were in the paper…” Just don’t call us “good people.” We just said … Continue reading
Rules for the pool 2009
You’re all too old for the baby pool, you must stay in the big pool with me. If you cannot demonstrate the ability to swim you cannot go off the diving board. No drinking the pool water. Why? Go fish … Continue reading