Happy birthday a bit early. Hoping your endoctoring is everything you wanted and you are very happy. May next year continue to bring you love, success, and happiness. :) all my best.

I'm supposed to write about crossing your "t"s, and dotting your "i"s, I guess. A metaphor, about making sure... to have all your ducks in a row. Another metaphor, shaken, not stirred. I sit here, feeling uninspired, worn and tired, soon to be fired, my job expired. Right. Back on track. Taking a few minutes, while the children are playing quietly ( Read more... )

Swae's face tipped and turned as she stepped past the concrete wall into the wind, trying to find an angle where neither wind nor sun harried her, but home lay straight ahead, some ways ahead under the setting sun. She pinched her lips shut, ducked her head, and tripped out into a light jog, ignoring the heat and dust. Everyone knew it was best to ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, in a small town near the ocean, lived a family of crazy people. Some days they could speak, and some days they could work, and some days they could sleep, but it had been a long time since they could all speak, and work, and sleep at the same time. In their town, they lived in a house together, a boy of ten, his mother, and her ( Read more... )

It had been nearly three weeks of grey moods when she found the Thing. That morning, after dragging herself to an almost sitting position, she had almost wondered aloud whether something was wrong with her. Moments seemed to appear as out of a fog, unintroduced and seldom remembered. When she saw it, time stopped to blink. It stood, chewing the ( Read more... )

Kids, man. We tread gently with them, because we know that our footprints look much bigger on a child-sized canvas, and that the project they're working on, growing up, takes marks easily. We try and help them be able to make the decisions that will make their life richer, happier, more functional. We remind them to not hit, we stop them from ( Read more... )

If you came here to help me, you are wasting our time ( Read more... )

From 7:30 to 5:30, I smile and work. I scrub counters and floors, heft children onto my hip and greet parents, change diapers and serve snacks. When children put six crayons in the fish tank, I smile and work. When my landlord who is my mother who is my landlord tells me she thinks my work is a fool's errand until I go back to college, I smile and ( Read more... )

sometimes, the only way to learn to do something is to try ( Read more... )

Step on a crack, break your mother's back ( Read more... )