All posts by The Feathered Rose

Day #173 Small accomplishments

“Oh-ho, Oh-ho A haon, a dó…” Today, my toddler made up a song with Irish counting words, fed a biscuit to a crocodile, and politely shared a ride on another toddler’s balance bike with minimal intervention from grown-ups. I would feel inordinately proud of how little effort I spent on parenting during these moments if…

Day #168 The fatality of relapse

I was catching up on my Facebook feed this morning and finally spotted an explanation of why I was seeing a sudden glut of references to Carrie Fisher. I had not realised that her autopsy report had been made public, revealing that she had cocaine, heroin, and ecstasy in her system at the time of her death.…

Day #166 Daddy’s little monster

The world is slowly tilting away from seeing fathers solely as “the head of the family”, “the providers”, or those cold and distant authoritarian disciplinarians to, well… seeing them as fathers, with all the guts and glory that it entails. What does that mean? Well, it means accepting fathers as full partners in this whole…

Day #165 Lesson: Why it’s bad to get eaten at the zoo

^^ Two very important lessons there, kids. 1) Don’t make the animals sick. 2) The zoo has priorities and you are not it. Thanks once again to the Google Awesome algorithm for assembling the video clip without any effort on my part. Yes, those are mud-bathing ostriches in the second video. What’s a scorcher in…

Day #164 Sound the drums!

Featured photo above property of Irish Dragon Boat Association, borrowed here exclusively for the purpose of spreading the gospel of paddle boating. I would have taken my own photo but I wasn’t bringing my phone anywhere near a potential splash zone. Or a potential fall-in-the-water zone.    It’s Wellness Month at work – a corporate…