Tag Archives: coffee

Smile: You’ve Been Toddlered

Today was one of those days. I can usually see them coming. They start out with C being in a great mood when she first wakes up. She’ll sit in her crib and chat with Purple Bunny or doze like a normal human, and then pleasantly call my name around 8AM when she’s ready to […]

That Starbucks

This is a post about the little things that we find to be big things. The older I get, the more I am amazed by the persistence of mundane, trivial aspects I remember from the chapters in my life. For instance, at my dad’s funeral, I remember my aunt giving me a small bottle of […]

Let’s celebrate in the best way that I know.

So it’s been a good week. October came and I promptly made about a dozen loaves of pumpkin bread because it is written in the Book of Pin that once fall officially hits, you have to cease with the zucchini bread and transition immediately to pumpkin bread or you will surely have your badge of […]

I am that friend who doesn’t shop off your gift registry.

So you’re having a baby shower. Cool. You made a registry? How cute. I made one too when I was pregnant. I registered for nothing I needed. Hear that? NOTHING. I thought I knew what I was in for when C was still on the inside. I insisted that my maternal intuition kicked in the […]

I Shouldn’t Have to Tell You This.

I shouldn’t have to tell you these things about eating out at a restaurant. Most of you are couth (Is that the opposite of uncouth?) members of society who know how to compose yourselves when dining out with the rest of us. This post should just serve as entertainment for you. But as a former […]

The Things You Miss

Sometimes I fear that this space is becoming a shrine to the places where I am not. When I’m not decrying Fayetteville, I’m planning for the Bebe and all that she’ll bring to my future. There’s nobility to that. Expectation, longing, and love. How could you resist meditating on a blessing, albeit mysterious and possibly […]