Category: Peaflock

A battle of wills

The single bark that has wakened me at 3 am five mornings in the last week sounded again this morning.  I never hesitate when I hear it and roll from bed, feel around in the dark for my sweater and pull it over my head […]

On getting a puppy.

Somehow, during the not so dog days of August this year, I thought it was time to get a dog.  I know how that sounds, but please know the two are not connected. Or perhaps they are, the humidity this summer as opposed to the […]

The Last Summer Vacation

It seems no matter where I am on the web right now, someone somewhere is headed Back-to-School.  Mothers are sad summer is over (or secretly not), healthy lunches are discussed (or those not so healthy tsk-tsked over), and teachers are settling in with yet another […]

Thirty-four years ago, tomorrow.

Thirty-four years ago, tomorrow.

  Tomorrow my oldest will be 34 years old.  My first boy.  The one I remember thinking wasn’t real when I found out I was pregnant.  I was unmarried, and not quite 22.

Cool August Mornings and a Mother’s Worries

It’s about that time.  The heat of August has come like it always does and with it damp mornings that will always remind me of getting ready for a new school year to begin.  As soon as the MoH is off to work, I putz […]

Green Grass on the Other Side of Road Trips

  The solstice is still two days away, yet it seems summer has been in full swing for weeks in spite of skies so thick with the seasonal grey we’re accustomed to it’s been misty from time to time.  We began celebrating college graduations and […]

Cats and morning routines on cold days

Last month when the rest of the country began to complain about the seemingly endless amount of snow they’d been buried beneath this winter, we were basking in sunny days, warm breezes and average temps hovering at 70. I had a suspicion we’d get hammered […]

Notebooks and silk undies

One week to go before our trip to the UK, and I’m busy printing things for the MoH’s notebook.  Because he’s not involved in the planning, he’s often out of the loop outside of our discussions about a trip, when I can’t keep one more […]

All Summer in a Day

It’s funny that when you’ve waited long for something and it finally arrives, time slows to a crawl.  It’s there, right on your doorstep but not quite ready to enter because it’s not quite time.  I’m not the only one affected by this because I […]