Solo Mother

My Google feed picks up the national daily papers’ blips and blurbs about helping out for the holidays. I wonder… is my inbox inundated with single mothers who need help because there are so many of us out there, or is it just hitting hard because my search parameters include the phrase ’single mother’? I cringe when I read about this excess pouring out of support during these last few weeks of the year, because I wonder… who is helping everyone out the other 11 months of the year? Why can’t we all do a little, every day?
Like so many …read more

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It’s a droolfest. It’s a love-in with textile, texture, color and dreams. It’s all hand-made, all the time. And you can sort your gift shopping by color.
It’s Etsy. Have you ever been to Etsy?

I’m going to do my holiday and birthday and general gift shopping there. Hand spun and dyed yarn for my mother, and whimsical toys and tees for the King of Everything. A housewarming gift for my dearest friend who welcomed us back to the States and opened her heart and her house and her arms, no questions asked. A baby gift for the ever delightful Mme. Meow …read more

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He painted them himself. The one in the foreground is a galaxy. The one in the background is of a storm. I think they are absolutely magical.
My mother cut out the canvas and bound the placemats, then sealed them.
We switch them back and forth. It’s his turn tomorrow to get the storm one for breakfast. I can’t wait.

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It has been a lovely day, grey skies and all. The KoE and I are busy doing housework and a little bit of detective work.
You see, someone apparently was in a desperate fix for Mother’s Day flowers, and helped him- or herself to the ones left at my gate yesterday. Thankfully, a neighbor stopped by to ask if I’d gotten the flowers he’d seen there… and beat his breast in sadness that he hadn’t thought to stop and put them somewhere safer than right on the street where anyone could steal them.
Which, apparently, someone did.
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I think I’ve got two weeks of after work time to pack up our whole house and move to mid-town. The packing would go much more quickly if the King of Everything would stop stealing my boxes. Currently, he is doing cartwheels through the house inside the box.
Doubt me, do you?

He begged me for days for a box to play in… since I don’t have a car, it’s difficult to get boxes to the house, and these were delivered by the coolest mom in the universe, my own mama. But in the end, I sacrificed one box to the …read more

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