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A picture from DC’s parade this week and a memory of the first time I saw a drag queen. I worked for my father’s company the summer after I graduated high school while I tried to decide what to do with my life. My father had a convention in L.A. and took me along just […]

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When I was delivering my first child, the epidural was way too high and I could feel absolutely nothing below the chest. This is a very disorienting feeling and my confusion was compounded by the way I was being treated like a non-human by the dozen people in the room. At one point I wanted […]

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About twice a year I invade my children’s bedrooms armed with a hefty bag. Broken toys, happy meal junk and rotting food hidden behind dressers are all thrown away. Buckets are sorted to make sure that the Lego bucket has only Legos in it and Toy Dinosaurs are all in their own bucket. It was […]

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When my mother’s parents retired, they had a home built out in the Natchez Trace Park area, near Parsons, TN. Their property had several different gardens and a small pond, so they needed transportation just for getting around. My grandmother always used the riding mower with the trailer attached to go down to one of […]

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A quick mention of some of the weekend plans before I drift into the usual weekend story telling festival. Tonight soccer game is rained out which means Noah won’t be missing anything when he goes to play Laser Tag for the first time. After Laser Tag he will be sleeping over at a friend’s house. […]

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We will have a doctor, a cookie, Davy Crockett and a 2-year-old who won’t wear a costume out and about. What about you? 

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My day started with Amy refusing to bathe or take her nap. Knowing she would be trouble, I loaded her in the car and went to pick Noah up from school. Despite my notes with times that would enable this carefully orchestrated afternoon to flow, Noah had gone to the playground instead of the office […]

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Inmates in our little asylum – Cathy – me, wife, mother, sister, daughter, S.A.D., watches too much tv Doug – husband, father, brother, son, I.E.D., O.C.D., severe romanticism Tommy – age 14, Aspergers and teenageritis Sarah – age 11, severely normal but seeking teenageritis Noah – age 8, A.D.D., tender hearted, champion nosebleeder Amy – […]

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On one hand, I find daylight savings and its’ disruption of everyone’s waking and sleeping habits very annoying. On the other hand, at least in the fall you get to feel like you’re sleeping an extra hour. 

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We had a conference with Noah’s teacher today. I went into the conference anxious and tense, ready to pounce her if she said anything negative about my child. It could have been something completely true, but I’m not always rational when it comes to defending my family. The teacher was quiet, soft spoken and sincerely […]