December 23, 2022
Greetings! Here is how Christmas 2022 finds us: Will: Seven years old and attending second grade at Eduprize charter school. Cute (if sometimes condescending) voice, huge vocabulary, and still has the whitest hair you ever did see. Ensconces himself in pillow forts on the regular. Good news for him: I have filled our house with […]
August 6, 2022
Hello! Elisa here, lifelong sufferer of name mispronunciations and misspellings. I don’t have it as bad as some, certainly — examples abound, but at the very least you should check out #hownottospelljihae on Instagram, where my cousin-in-law/dear friend posts about the phonetic panic attacks baristas experience every time she orders. It’s gold. My name is […]
September 8, 2021
Dear Dad, It’s been one year since you breathed your last on this earth, since you closed your eyes on confusion and pain and opened them anew in glory. It’s been one year since we ended that awful season of losing you, and began the bittersweet season of missing you. What a long and fast […]
August 27, 2021
Day 1 – Joy We gathered on a Wednesday in a warehouse somewhere in or near St. George, Utah, a fleet of Can-Am UTV’s waiting for us. It may seem odd that I don’t know with certainty where we started, but when you go on a trip with the Wilderness Collective, not knowing any details […]
April 16, 2021
But I have to literally draw the line, literally lay down the law, literally fly off the handle at the literal miseuse (and overuse) of the word “literally,” because otherwise my brain is literally going to explode.
March 6, 2021
Our son Kiefer didn’t learn not to put diesel fuel in a car that takes unleaded gas, and I don’t tell this story to embarrass him, I tell it to embarrass Todd and myself, because what in the world.
February 12, 2021
In case you’ve never tried melting Jolly Ranchers in a Pyrex measuring cup over a low flame for the purpose of an elaborate popsicle-making experiment, let me save you the trouble — it doesn’t end well.
January 2, 2021
Due to the haphazard nature of my reading this year, I’m writing a haphazard End Of Year Book Review as well. It’s gonna be short. It won’t include everything I read. And, much like 2020 itself, it might leave you thinking Really? Is that it? by the time it’s done.
September 26, 2020
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.”
August 21, 2020
Aggressive brain cancer is no walk in the park. Well, it’s currently 114 degrees here in Arizona, which means even a walk in the park isn’t exactly a walk in the park, so to speak…Never mind. Aggressive brain cancer is the worst.