There’s No “I” in Jehovah…wait…

So. Everyone I know has cancer. Or might have cancer. Or has beaten cancer. It is a massive percentage of my thought process each day and, these days, pretty much consumes my Facebook experience entirely. I have had this thought: "So help me--if I don't get assailed with photos of an overachieving child or subjected... Continue Reading →

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How To Be Christina Fishburne On Monday

Find yourself planted for three years in a place people typically stay for only one. Congratulate yourself on all that personal growth you did in Hawaii. Think about all the people you know who might have cancer. Plan a productive day. Damn the constantly dirty floor to Hell. Think about writing. Go to the gym.... Continue Reading →

Aloha

Hawaii is widely acknowledged as paradise. And of course it's beautiful. It's fantastically beautiful and fantastically strange. I arrived here with the generic Hawaii expectations: Hula girls, ukuleles, beaches, drinks with little umbrellas in them. But I also arrived with my bad attitude and reluctance to give even a rat's ass about any of it,... Continue Reading →

Perfectly Imperfect

When we first heard that Harper Lee was publishing another novel, my brother and I  immediately started text-exchanging potential titles: To Revive A Mockingbird; Scout's Honor; The Lawyer, The Bitch, and the Chifforobe; Yule Tide: Vengeance Is His... I was so excited. Nothing quite glorified sibling alliance like To Kill A Mockingbird and I was pumped to hear... Continue Reading →

Fight or Flight or Zzzzzzz…

It's the story of my life: I'm perfectly fine. Until I'm not. I was driving the kids to school, inching through traffic on the H1 a little after 7am and just about to get off at my exit. We were listening to music, war-gaming occasional strategies to facilitate the making of "good choices" and avoiding... Continue Reading →

Kamikaze Cook

Let's begin with The Ass Cake Incident of 2006. It was the graduation party for the 6th graders at a small church school where I had been substituting. I was waiting my turn for cake (obviously) and enjoying the festive atmosphere. The school year was all but over, we were about to move to Germany,... Continue Reading →

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