Say what?
I’ve started to think of my brain as a somewhat leaky bucket. In the old days, my memories came with an iron-clad guarantee. If something happened, I remembered. If I remembered something, it...
View ArticlePresent tense
Tomorrow morning, my daughter returns from her first experience at sleep-away camp. She left with her church youth group last Sunday. And while those in charge advised against campers bringing...
View ArticleLagging
When you stop long enough, it’s hard to catch up. The train has long since left the station and it takes extra effort to sprint down the tracks and jump on board. Who has the energy? That’s why I...
View ArticleThe first day of seventh grade
My youngest child started seventh grade today. Her alarm woke her. She wore a brown skirt and black blouse she chose herself. She insisted that I put a purple streak in her blond hair. She rejected...
View ArticleMy baby girl is a teenage girl now
I started this blog in 2003. At the time, my baby girl was a year old. Here’s the first thing I posted. (It’s kind of long, so grab a cup of coffee and get comfortable.) Saturday, 11 October 2003 The...
View ArticleDisconnected
Our Internet quit working last night. I frantically unplugged and replugged, disconnected and reconnected. Rebooted my computer. Unplugged the modem again. Lather, rinse, repeat, more and more...
View ArticleI remember Thomas Kuveikis
This is an annual reposting of the original post made in 2006 when I participated in the 2,996 Project, for which 2,996 bloggers volunteered to write a memorial for one person who perished in the...
View ArticleRear-view mirror
All I seem to do these days is drive around. I pick up kids from here and deliver them to there. I pick up other kids from there and deliver them here, there and there. When I’m not driving around,...
View ArticleSunset, moonrise
A photo posted by Melodee (@still_melodee) on Sep 27, 2015 at 7:41pm PDT Sunday night I hurried to the beach to see the sunset. We’ve had extremely hot weather and occasional clouds lately. The clouds...
View ArticleThe facts, nothing but the facts and more
Church. Lunch. Mom’s taxi service. Then, in between a drop-off and a pick-up, I stopped by Target to pick up essentials: hand soap, kitty litter, toilet paper (and more) . . . all the dumb stuff you...
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