Well, true to my usual style, I still haven’t bought much new music. I’m skittish, you know. After all, this stuff costs money. I just don’t want to commit to anything. And in the end, I just know that I’ll end up with Vivaldi string concertos, or decide to include a symphony per day in [...]
I left my phone in NY on January 1st. Major bummer. Eventually I got it back, but I spent three phone-less weeks waiting. I’ve always hated (HATED) talking on the phone, but not having one for three weeks was a little lonely.
Anyway, I finally got it back last week, and wouldn’t you know, Jameson [...]
Someone around here is getting older and wiser by the minute.
No, it isn’t me. (I’m getting older, yes; wiser? …I’m not so sure.)
There must have been a note on the calendar this past Monday — one that I failed to see, but that he took note of. One that read something like this:
– begin to [...]
Have you read the post I’ve linked to over on the sidebar, On Cheerfulness? Well, please do — it’s well worth reading [and ht: Mom] — and then come right back over here. I have thoughts.
K. Ready?
I loved that post. That idea that cheerfulness is old-fashioned, and simply the sign of someone being fake — [...]
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
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