Dear blueberry on the kitchen floor: it’s not that I don’t see you, it’s that I Can’t. It’s not that I don’t know I should bend down and pick you up, it’s that I won’t. …
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no one is coming
Facing down another long weekend with a baby and a sick toddler, and then another long weekend after that, there’s not only the worry over the toddler and the baby, because if you’re worrying about …
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Frosting
I dreamt I was being frosted into the middle of a German Chocolate Cake, my body was a series of coconut flakes in a wave pool, and the long flat knife was the wave. I …
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Mother’s Day
I saw a tweet, Meme? Post? The other day that made me Lol. ‘Traumatic experience taking too long to turn into art.’ Personally I try to be VERY efficient about transforming mine. I turned our …
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Why to marry my husband
There’s a lot of reasons why marrying Morrison was the best and most logical thing I’ve ever done, but the most recent one: this toilet training sticker chart that he custom made for Joe (NOTE: …
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Carrots
I dreamt I had new play, or show? And was presenting it in a conference room to a bunch of executives who were there to give me notes. But the new play, or show? Wasn’t …
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Fear, or Love
A Warner Brother’s exec was quoted saying that the WGA strike will ultimately end because of a ‘love of working,’ but isn’t that a bit pandering and dismissive? Love. A cute and easy word for …
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Drowsy, but Awake
Put your baby down drowsy, but Awake. Make sure they’re tired enough, but not too tired, just tired enough to sleep but not so tired that she can’t. There is a tiny window between success …
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Strike
What’s to say that hasn’t already been said? But would I even BE a writer if I didn’t say what’s already been said a million times, but through the lens of my own experience? Today. …
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Sometimes I don’t know what people are
It’s my time to join the throes of parents keeping little records on their phones of the absurd sort of poetic things that their toddlers say. I ask you, where do the mornings go? And …