Day 300 of Project 365: Iron and lace.

I wanted to commemorate the 300-day mark of this project with a special photo. It’s been wonderful having FunkyPlaid back home this week, and I am dreading having to say goodbye again so soon. My heart was especially heavy today until I read this piece about Patton Oswalt losing his wife. Then I felt like a big jerk for sighingContinue reading “Day 300 of Project 365: Iron and lace.”

Day 295 of Project 365: Today’s smile.

Today’s smile started when I picked FunkyPlaid up from the airport this morning and it hasn’t been far from my face since. FunkyPlaid even managed to decorate a little for Halloween! I’m so glad he’s home. Work and exhaustion are solid distractions from my loneliness, but life is so much better when he’s around. WritingContinue reading “Day 295 of Project 365: Today’s smile.”

A line, a wrinkle, a sigh, a sign.

You genuflected outside the gothic cathedral the day after I got officially old. My nose was running and cold and I turned from the great grey edifice to see the only familiar face for miles. On that face, the expression I tried to capture: irreverent yet strangely penitent, maybe just tired from walking or overwhelmedContinue reading “A line, a wrinkle, a sigh, a sign.”

we know how to help

When your relationship is getting ruined we know how to help you. We will come into your house while you are at the grocery store, buying whatever the hell cereal you want to buy, now that there are no other arbitrary preferences in the house,  and we will rearrange everything. We will confuse your weakenedContinue reading “we know how to help”