Personal Journey

P is for Paul, Katae’s Paul

I used to think I was open-minded. Then I had teenagers. And they were... let's just say their tastes veered into the eccentric. My kids, my first two, simply would not play by the rules. And by rules I meant wearing dresses and liking it, using utensils at formal dinners, begging to sing in the… Continue reading P is for Paul, Katae’s Paul

on writing, Personal Journey

July… Don’t Want to Forget

July was NaNoWriMo month for me. I set a goal of 30K words, figuring a thousand a day would stretch me. Boy, did it ever. I consider writing a fun, yet precise and artful enterprise, but in NaNoWriMo the point is to get your story out as fast as possible. In the writing world this… Continue reading July… Don’t Want to Forget

Personal Journey

L is for Luke

Luke. When he was a chubby toddler, we called him The Mayor. It was during the summer performances of Music on the Mound that Luke, then 3 years old, would go blanket to blanket and engage his constituency in monosyllabic conversations that culminated in uproarious laughter and his parting wave. Then on to the next… Continue reading L is for Luke

Homeschool Life

My Son: Into The Lion Habitat

Though most homeschool moms won't admit it, we have an unspoken code, a knowing nod, a fierce pride, and some definite do's and don'ts in the secret-circle. Homeschool moms share a marinesque kinship, forged through days of homeschool bootcamp,  homeschool bleedout, homeschool hell-on-earth, homeschool soul-ripping, faith-stabbing, self-questioning, sanity-questioning homeschool days where we despaired of getting… Continue reading My Son: Into The Lion Habitat

Personal Journey, Politics

Hollow. Ween. A Zombie Tradition I Wish Would Just Die Already

More disgusting and mutilated than any front yard ornament or trick-or-treat costume I'll see this year is the philosophy behind this "cultural tradition" we call Halloween. Yes, some of you will hate me when I'm done. An impressionable sapling of a boy was riding in the car with his mom one day when he made… Continue reading Hollow. Ween. A Zombie Tradition I Wish Would Just Die Already

Homeschool Life, Personal Journey

National Dictionary Day

I say this in love: Noah Webster was a total geek.  He knew 26 languages.  Not letters.  Languages.  Don’t you find it odd that he knew exactly the same number of languages as letters in the English alphabet? I wonder if it was a personal goal of his to know that many languages.  When did… Continue reading National Dictionary Day

Homeschool Life, Personal Journey

Car Wars: Driving Through the Dark Side

Rated R for Rant. 7:05. Wake up and drive Katae to Berea Courthouse for her internship.  Well, she drives there.  I drink my joe. 8:30. Get home.  Have 2nd cup of coffee and read Bible, eat breakfast, read emails, yell at kids. 10:00-11:00. Take boys to the orthodontist where we try to get school done.… Continue reading Car Wars: Driving Through the Dark Side