Themes: Tomorrow I turn thirty-five and I still don’t know what the hell I wanna be when I grow up 28/Oct/2010

Have you ever noticed how sometimes a certain theme will pop up in your life at one time? Like when you ask a friend for a DVD she borrowed and she mentions that perhaps you let another friend borrow it and that friend, without prompting what-so-ever mentions that DVD and brings it back? It’s like just by saying the DVD title out loud, all of the universe collectively worked with some weird underground energy current and subconsciously effected the mind of your friend?

Or is that just way too new age bullshit?

It’s happened a lot to me. Ok, maybe not “A... Read more

The B.S. Meter 25/Oct/2010

Our kids motley crew

It’s in their genes. The minute a baby cry is heard and a man becomes a Dad, the gene “give your child a ton of shit” is activated. It’s fact, Dads all over the world will suddenly say lines like, “If you eat toothpaste, your butt will fall off.” And, “That makes hair grow on your chest.”... Read more

Six. My daughter turned six on Sunday 18/Oct/2010

Baby L

My daughter was born after 24 hours of labor, both of us struggling to bring her in to this world. I posted photos via moblog in 2004 to update a small and friendly community waiting her birth. They read the day I went back to the hospital sick with infection and read my struggles of post partum depression.

A million years ago, it seems. Or, exactly, six.

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It’s a coupon, don’t kill me, but I do like coffee 15/Oct/2010

I don’t normally post coupons and things like that but this deal was a good one. I’m probably going to do this myself.

Here is what came to me:

Try 2 half pound Boxes of Gevalia Kaffe and get a stainless steel coffeemaker, stainless steel Coffee Carafe and stainless steel tumbler FREE. $168 value, Delivered to your home for $22.95! All Yours to Keep with no further obligation, just for beginning a Gevalia Membership.

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It’s a three step process: Step 1: Fix. Step 2: It. Step 3: FIXIT. 14/Oct/2010

I remember when email was new. I remember writing to a friend the summer before my senior year of college, using PINE. When we met again on campus, I blurted out, “OMG! You’re not just ASCII!” (I’ve been a geek for a very long time.)

Over the years of blogging and communicating via “social media” and other... Read more

Because this is a blog and I’m hungry 12/Oct/2010

I’ve started a Liver Cleanse using this PaleoCleanse powder. Instructed by my Natural Path (I’m as hip as someone in California with a shrink and a personal yoga teacher ten years ago) I’m only eating veggies and having... Read more

Lessons I learned while traversing the world {Part 1: Holland} 10/Oct/2010

Look, I get it. I was gone an entire 7 days. I’ve done Europe a total of three weeks in my life and I’ve only been in places where the water is drinkable and people mainly know English, even if they refuse to let on to that fact.

So when I say “World” here, I mean my very tiny portion of exploration. “World” is relative.

Traditionally I’ve enjoyed often moving locations, lands, homes. The year I spent back in Houston as an adult, taught me the value of community. My lesson that year showed me however much I hated living in the flat,... Read more

The One Where I AM In Germany 05/Oct/2010

I can’t begin to explain how much fun I’ve had here in Germany. There are no words.

It’s a home away from home that I’ve known intimately, not in any small part to my hosts Betty and Christoph. It it without hesitation that I can confess this has been the best possible experience I could have hoped for. Germany, a home I am familiar with in ways I could not have touched until this very moment in my life.

Today as Betty and I sat at the Hotel Schloss Berg, we practiced my German. I said, over and over and over, “I would like Mint Tea with Rum,... Read more

The One Where I am In Holland 03/Oct/2010

I’m sitting at a table in the train station I should’ve have been in. Rerouted from Leiden - Munich through Utrech. If this sounds like Greek to you, it sounds like Dutch to me.

I do not know Dutch.

I’m a fevery, sore throat, flu-like mess. Navigating additional stops and go on the train to see Betty. Feeling a bit like a lame American who only speaks English and one word of Dutch. And while it’s a very useful word (“met” means “with”) it’s not helpful to walk around like Beaker going, “MET MET MET... Read more