I hit some people with my car last month. They’re fine. Really. I was stopped at a red light, waiting for an opening to make a right turn. They started across the crosswalk on their bikes just as I started to pull out. Basically I knocked them over. They were upset (rightly so) and I felt like a pile of… View Post
This feels like such a silly problem to have but here’s where I’m at: going out on weekdays feels overly complicated. My little ones are bored if we stay home all day every day. So am I. That’s partly mitigated by Margot’s preschool schedule; she has afternoon class three days a week and morning class the other days. If nothing… View Post
On Wednesday, I grouted the tile for our master bathroom floor. (Incidentally, is “grout” a verb? Or should I be saying, “I put in the grout,” or “I installed grout,” or something like that instead? Whatever the case, I have now typed the word grout too many times and it’s lost all meaning to me.) I’ve never done something like… View Post
Welcome to the girls’ room! Remember how it used to look like this? And now it looks like this? Good times. Clearly this before + after is looooong overdue. (If you really want, you can check out an entire post of what it looked like when we moved in. Three words for you: bloody baby hands.) Now that I think… View Post
Last week I read Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult. I went in knowing nothing about the story except it was highly recommended. And as I read it, I had some Strong Feelings. On one hand, stories about racism—both extreme and subtle, personal and systemic—are soooo important. The characters were complex and at least partially sympathetic, and I 100% believe… View Post