Team Mary …
Sunbeam and Moonbeam and me.
Oh, and Daddy and the Doodle.
Can you show me eeeeeevil??
The part where I stopped taking pictures. Stopped breathing.
That. In case you are wondering. Is a blue ribbon.
Because in this case, seventh place was a perfect crystalline blue.
Seventh out of how many? — Twelve. Oh, […]
“It’s a lot of people to fall in front of,” Mare says thoughtfully.
“It is,” I agree.
“Is it a winning-kind-of-show?” she asks.
Oh here we go, I think.
“It will be just like a regular lesson. Your instructor will be with you. You’ll be in the ring, and you’ll do the things you […]
“MaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMAAAAA!!” Renny shoots into the room, sobbing, dives under the covers.
“Renny!” Mare says, trailing in behind. “I know you’re scared, but you did great, Momma is so proud of you!!”
“What did you do, Lamby?” I ask. She is plastered to me, trembling.
“She did it Momma!! She jumped! From my […]
“Momma, Ren broke her promise to me.”
I look up from the laptop. They are standing in the bedroom door. Mare looks righteous. Ren looks happy to be out of bed.
I decide to take a pass on the fact they’re supposed to be asleep.
“Ren,” I say, “did you break your word to sister?”
She […]
The fever is broken. My face is still half-mini-paralyzed, but I am learning to talk with it and so grateful that generally otherwise, I feel improved.
I’m sleeping in the cool dark bedroom. Not-sleeping. Watching A&E’s Intervention .
When I first started watching this show, it felt voyeuristic. Addicts and their families reveal […]
I found the doctor’s approach infuriating.
I am sure they taught him this in med school — and he has delivered far worse news to others than he currently is delivering to me, so obviously he’s the pro. But I don’t want to be managed. I want to be told. And […]
We’re an hour late to camp.
And Mare is not in her pajamas.
I WAS SO FREAKING PROUD TO GET HER DRESSED. She’s in a totally acceptable outfit — skirt, sparkly clogs, peasant shirt. And it’s all clean (to which we credit Cute Husband. I don’t do laundry when my spine has not recently been punctured, and […]
I am standing in the new condominium Cute Husband and I purchased. It is dark hardwood, gothic, with several levels, draped in fuchsia velvet, with a small, yellow kitchen.
A tiny Chinese woman sits on a bench with a lapful of towels. Water is running down the walls, soaking into the floor.
“The […]
My first real camera was a Pentax K-1000. I shot Kodak T-max black-and-white film, switching to Tri-X later because that’s what everyone else was doing, even though I always thought the T-max was better.
I had a terrible habit of putting my hands in the chemicals when I was developing images. I liked to […]
