This Fall. This year. It does feel like falling. Or jumping. Or closing. Or opening. This weekend, I went with Evan to our plot in the community garden—a last-ditch effort for half-assed farmers. We harvested. It was a mess. A muddy, sad, overgrown, viney mess… with much to harvest, but another much to grieve. As … Continue reading then we fall.
When Evan finished his first semester of—official—nursing school, I did a little celebratory dance for the occasion. And—of course—I watched the video over and over, because I’m addicted to that laugh. The beginning of this journey feels like so. long. ago. Because it’s been a really long journey—this whole Evan-in-Nursing-School thing. He has worked nights … Continue reading my favorite laugh.
• This episode of This American Life: But—moreso—the in-credible photos of Ira Glass as a child magician… • The new Arcade Fire songs, but mostly this one… Some of the lyrics are a little too real, but I’ll let it slide… “God, make me famous… If you can’t, just make it painless.” “It goes on … Continue reading things that gave me life this week…
I read (heard?) somewhere recently that couples who don’t post gushing stories/photos of their significant others are way more successful in love… actually a lot happier. Well… we’re screwed. Last night, I put up a new profile picture on Facebook. The fact that I wrote that last sentence down kind of hurts my heart in … Continue reading uh-oh.
It’s been a weird few weeks. That is being generous to the last month. A lot of it came to the saddest apex yesterday with layoffs at my job. I survived this first round. Some of my closest Bozeman friends did not survive the layoffs. The tone today at work was sad/confused/dazed/sad/overwhelmed/dazed/sad. I saw this video … Continue reading some much needed alicia keys.
[this was mostly written on tuesday evening. it took me a while.] I wouldn’t know how else to write this. To be half-disappointed in myself because I had three drinks with a friend/coworker at our local haunt. But then to know that if I told my friend Dale about my disappointment he would slyly smile … Continue reading You Can Be Here.