My grandfather was born Quentin Gerald Brown in 1919 in Blue, Oklahoma, a tiny, relatively unknown town near the border of Texas. From what I understand, when his mother became pregnant out of wedlock, they fled in shame from her family, toward his. From a more urban midwest city to the life of sharecroppers amidst the Dustbowl, where a lifetime of staggering poverty, profound loneliness, … Continue reading Where the Crawdads Sing. This Book Will Wreck All the Other Books.
So. It’s been a minute since I posted last. I had hand surgery for carpal tunnel and a weirdly painful thumb situation called “trigger thumb” and I am happy to say that I showered with two hands today for the first time in two weeks. It was truly a celebratory moment. I remember this time when we were living in Italy and our dryer went … Continue reading It’s Been a While
When Emma was a toddler, I bought a book called Your Spirited Child by Mary Sheedy Kurcinka. It was like my Parenting Bible and I read it over and over when my girls were little. (I may need to give it another look since teenagers and toddlers have so much in common.) One of my favorite sections of the book is in the beginning when … Continue reading A Morning Routine for Normal People (Part 2)
I don’t buy a lot of books. If I do, they’re usually nonfiction so I can write and highlight in them. Ryan is pretty budget obsessed and I am pretty book obsessed, so our compromise is the library. So I get most of my books from the library. And I do this thing when I need a new book. First of all, I have loads … Continue reading How To Choose Your Next Book
Maybe it’s the weather. Although to be fair, we live in Atlanta, so if our friends and family from Chicago came down to visit today, it would probably feel like spring break. But even though we aren’t walking around in weather that is the same as Mt. Everest or Antarctica (seriously… Antarctica?), it is still cold. Okay… coldish. But I’m still blaming the weather for … Continue reading Hibernation Requires Quality Entertainment.