Guest Post: Rebecca, of Everyday Life, on Being a Boy Mom

The boy moms I know love the gig. I swung and missed three times for boys. Instead, I got three girls who fix their hair and paint their nails. Right after (or before) they ruffle your hair and make you bit your nails, if you’re a boy on the soccer field, at least. I getContinue reading “Guest Post: Rebecca, of Everyday Life, on Being a Boy Mom”

Guest Post: Britta of It’s a Britta Bottle, On Choosing to Let Life Happen

We’ve become multi-generational around these parts. I won’t point out by name the older of our friends here on the CD. It’s okay, though, to talk about the younger people. Younger people, such as today’s guest poster, Britta Buchanan of It’s a Britta Bottle! blog. Britta’s on that brink of life we all knew atContinue reading “Guest Post: Britta of It’s a Britta Bottle, On Choosing to Let Life Happen”

Guest Post: Momus of The Next Delusion, on Inner Demons in Youth Sports

My favorite Garrison Keillor quote goes like this: “I believe in looking reality straight in the eye and denying it.” That’s what today’s guest post writer does on his blog, The Next Delusion. One half of them, anyway. Momus is one half of the dynamic duo who writes the blog with the tagline “seeing realityContinue reading “Guest Post: Momus of The Next Delusion, on Inner Demons in Youth Sports”

The Wacky Ass Way I Do My Writing

Kesha, in church. The Rockies, in first place. Me, saying, “hey, not so much cheese.” They’re all things that don’t seem to go together. Or if they did, there might be a rip in the universe. No one wants that. A rip in the universe is worse than a fissure in a gas tank or a tear inContinue reading “The Wacky Ass Way I Do My Writing”

Go Ask Daddy About Eructating, Investigating and Nasal Song Playing

One of the girls has become a superlative burper. I won’t say who. Not to protect her identity. I don’t want it to go to her head. Yeah, it’s like that. A second sister is a close second, and the third, well, she’s the only kid who objects to the blatant prideful manner in whichContinue reading “Go Ask Daddy About Eructating, Investigating and Nasal Song Playing”

A to Z Challenge: V is for Vertigo

The thought of it sent my head spinning. For the A to Z Challenge today, V is for Vertigo. The past two years, that’s what I thought I’d get if I accepted the A to Z Challenge. Post, every day? On every letter? And read five post on other blogs – every day? That’s myContinue reading “A to Z Challenge: V is for Vertigo”

Go Ask Daddy About Cause Ribbons, Mexican States and Cats’ Mental Health

Dad was always prepared. He wrote out to-do lists. He wrote lists for his to-do lists, I’d imagine. He changed oil in his truck at 5,000 miles and never ran out of gas for the grill. I used to give up soda for Lent. Dad would have a six pack of IBC root beer chillingContinue reading “Go Ask Daddy About Cause Ribbons, Mexican States and Cats’ Mental Health”

Cynthia, of You Signed Up For What?!?, on Her Lessons From Dad

I competed in a triathlon, once. By compete, I mean, I read the account and admired pictures from a favorite blogger who did. I’ve been there in spirit, though. Cynthia writes a blog called You Signed Up for What?!? And I got in on the bottom floor. First post, second comment, even. First she respondedContinue reading “Cynthia, of You Signed Up For What?!?, on Her Lessons From Dad”