Monday Monologue

I know the holidays are approaching quickly, because everywhere I look there are ads, sales, and decorations. Blahhh. And no shocker—I am behind in my planning. Maybe it’s because today is Monday, or because I’m feeling under the weather–or the fact that the holidays are so commercialized, but I’m just not pumped up and ready…

Monday Monologue: Moments escaping

Lately I’ve noticed Time escaping. Not its usual escape, a more-than-usual type of escaping. And, it’s more than just Time, it’s moments, memories, thoughts, and ideas. I feel like I’m living one long, really long, day. “What day is it again?”  Oh, Saturday. Oh, Tuesday. See, those two particular days may be vastly different for…

Monday Monologue

It’s freezing in Geneva, Ohio. We’re on the lake. Duh…of course it’s freezing in May. McKinley has been throwing mini tantrums all morning, but only when we come back inside the cozy semi-warm cabin. Hardwood floors and heat blasting in every room, yet still there’s a chill in the air. Yesterday, and the day we…

Monday Monologue:

I laid McKinley down in her crib, because she was whining.  Not crying. Not happy. Not mad. Just whining over every little gosh damn thing.  The minute I caught that eye/nose rub I said, “Okay, we’re gonna lay down for a few minutes.” I should mention she has a stuffy/running nose. Allergies.  So, I suppose…