I am crying as I write this. Which means, basically, that post-partum hormones still surge through my body even over a year after the fact, and threaten to undo me at every turn. Also,...
Emilia, as I've noted here before, is a nudist. She is an enthusiastic and committed nudist, the sort of nudist who exhorts others to join her in her worship of nature. Don't you like...
This is Jasper:
Jasper needs a haircut, or so I'm told. I don't want to cut his hair. I firmly, emphatically, passionately do not want to cut his hair. Because the moment that I cut...
It was a mother duck and her three baby ducks, and I was pretty sure that we were going to kill them.
It wasn't so much the impending massacre that made me scream. Nor was...
It's going to take me a while to decompress from the awesome that was our recent road-trip adventure. It's also going to take me a while to unfurl and soothe my heart, which got...
Hinterland Who's Who: The Flap-Winged Warbling Budgerigar. Not native to Banff National Park, but comfortable in habitats other than its own. Also known for unpredictable flight patterns, piercing cries and a tendency to peck...
This trip is hard. It's awesome - there's no question that it's awesome - but it's also hard. And not just hard because it's difficult to wrangle two busy little children on one's own...
Here's the thing that we discovered yesterday: when you decide to fly half-way across the country with three small children, just so that you can turn around and drive back in the other direction,...
Requiescat in pace, Grandpa. You were loved and will be loved, always. Always.
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Life goes on, and though I'm stumbling a bit from grief, I am keeping moving. Literally. To the east, and then onward,...
I have some pretty cool news to report. Problem is, I can't yet report it.
Oh, wait: I CAN. Wanna guess? Guess away, and then scroll to the bottom of the post...
