November hadn’t even ended yet when we started seeing the first of the holiday Christmas decorations start to go up. However, now that it’s December proper, colourful lights and decorations are popping up everywhere. And since Hawkeye is now four and therefore old enough to actually converse, this December for me is all about remarking on…
As I mentioned in my recent post, Hawkeye now has a “big boy bed” in his room, by which I mean he has a narrow single bed in there. A veritable luxury for a parent doing bedtime considering the previous sleeping arrangement was an even narrower and significantly shorter cot-bed. Because, you see, one of…
I had to stop by our doctor’s office this evening to collect something, but this necessitated a bit of waiting inside the reception area. As I was on my bike with Hawkeye I was layered up like an onion, and Hawkeye was plain bundled up like …. well… like a bundled up thing. After I…
What’s more crazy than a writing challenge in December? Making my husband go to IKEA on the last Sunday of November. Then returning to IKEA the following weekend (i.e. yesterday). For reasons people can’t quite fathom, many retailers in Ireland have jumped on the Black Friday Sale bandwagon coming out of America. The only problem is…
All of my recent efforts to write have resulted in such effective and imaginative methods of procrastination as to nearly put my school efforts at the sport of avoiding work to shame. In my attempt to write stuff down, All these words rattle around my head clamouring to get out, fighting and tripping over each…
This is my third time in a coffee shop. I have my computer. I have music. I have all the tea I could ever want. I don’t have my writing mojo. I can’t find my writing mojo. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t just been staring at an empty page all this time. I’ve written two…
While getting dressed myself this morning I overheard Hawkeye talking to the Mister while getting dressed in his own room with daddy’s help: “I’m now a lion wobot.” “You mean, you’re a robot.” “Lion rwobot,” Hawkeye sounded out more carefully. Ever mindful of my failure as a bilingual parent to pass on a second language…
Hello friends It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything. First it was the new house, then it was getting used to the longer commute, and then it was just fatigue. Mostly, though, I realised I couldn’t find where to make space for writing in my new life. I have been using a laptop…
This is not a sugar bowl. Well, okay… it is, in fact, a sugar bowl. But it’s not just a sugar bowl. It is so much more than a sugar bowl. It’s a symbol. This Denby Imperial Blue covered sugar bowl is a symbol of adulting. … … Are you done laughing at me now?…
I was in the passenger seat of our car the other day on the way to a shopping centre, my bluetooth headset on, phone and notebook in hand. I was ringing our electricity supplier. “And what is the address of the property?” I heard coming across through my headphones from a woman who sounded like…
The Feathered Rose 