My classes are good so far, and I’m only feeling marginally overwhelmed. The part that is kicking my ass the most is TIME. Being up, dressed along with having the kid up and dressed and fed, and out of the house by eight. In the morning! Spending my free time […]

It’s off to school I go.  I start today.
Yesterday at the bike park my friends son said to me, “So, you want to be a teacha?”  and then Duncan said, “So, you want to be a fucka?”
Gobsmacked, I pulled him aside to talk about the use of such words and he started bawling.  “I don’t […]

Duncan has been squinting, bumping into things, limping around and moaning.
We’ve seen wheelchairs,  and walking sticks.  He knows that some people have a hard time walking, some people can’t hear well,  some people can’t see.  It’s all been part of the ‘everybody is different’ lessons.  People are all different sizes,  colors, they speak differently.  Until […]

Always good for a laugh, that, right?
No. No it is not. It’s a big fat drag, that’s what it is.
I was watching Duncan’s football game tonight, along with a million screaming soccer mom’s. I heard one say bitch today, which made me feel slightly more at home, but still totally uncomfortable […]

For lack of something more entertaining to do yesterday, Duncan and I found our inner rockstars. I was hesitant to show him the wonders of black eyeliner and nail polish, so he was the photographer instead. It accounts for the highly awkward angles and RIGHT UP IN MY FACE (the Kid […]

1.)  A little girl came up to me today and told me she loved my “pretty princess hair”.  How fucking rad is that?  I can’t remember a better compliment, and so much better than the freaky comments I get from my own kid.
2.)  I don’t think that I could get any if I tried these […]