When I was young and stupid–literally 1986–one of the entitled young white men in my mostly white junior college had the bright idea that we should “protest something.” All of the great protests–civil rights, women’s rights, anti-war–all those happened in the sixties, he argued. We were missing out on the opportunity to protest something in… Read More

 Hey all–I’m going to come out and say it–the weather is kicking my ass. My eyes are itchy, I’m tired even when I can’t sleep–you get the picture. You’ve all seen the screen shots of the west coast air quality–blargh. Anyway–I do have something fun to relate today. Mate was my guinea pig, I mean… Read More

 Teaching wasn’t easy for me. Even today, I have sort of a soft voice–even when I’m firming up my diaphragm and using my drama skills. And my brain! Training my brain to break down something I knew just by breathing into tiny digestible chunks, like breadcrumbs, to lead reluctant teenagers to the prize–it took more… Read More

  YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!! Let’s hear it for September! September for me is usually pretty busy–kids starting school, conferences, conventions, soccer. And while the school is online, and Mate is the only one doing soccer because Squish doesn’t want to do it if there’s only distance practicing without games, and the conferences have been canceled, it still… Read More

  So, a bunch of quick takes for this one. I’ve been blogging a little less and investing in social media a little more, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have stories to tell! For starters?  The sweater. AUGH! It’s made with chunky yarn, and the back and two front pieces are constructed all in… Read More

 It’s weird. I know I’ve functioned this week. I’ve gone walking, gone grocery shopping, cooked, done dishes–I mean, I’ve been functional.  But like many of you all, I haven’t been really here. I’ve been glued to my feed where the world comes completely unglued around me, and it’s a thing I need to stop. Not… Read More

So, the state of the world right now…  Don’t get me started.  But there I was, last week, pondering on it all, when I went to Michael’s and came back with yarn.  And felt stupid. And then Mate said something about more yarn. And I felt defensive. And then I went online to Michael’s– and… Read More

So I’m not often courageous–but I do get pissed off. I was at the grocery store, talking to my friendly neighborhood grocery clerk through plexiglass, both of us wearing masks. Didn’t matter–we could tell we were smiling by our eyes. Chicken was off getting tortillas because I’d forgotten them, and I was paying for my… Read More

 I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this before–certainly not in recent years. My first kiss was behind the pool house with a complete stranger in the sixth grade. He said he could teach me how to dive and we’d been flirting the whole day and he pulled me around to the back, and there were… Read More

 I’m not even going to take pictures, because it’s so frustrating. What’s happening is this: For many years, Chicken and Big T had their own rooms, and the “little kids” shared a room. For WAY too long after the big kids moved out, we used Big T’s room as a storage room and Chicken’s room… Read More