Hello, my name is Joanna, and I am a Shopper.OK, I admit, I'm a shoe whore. I also like to be surrounded by pretty things. I love matching dishes and coordinating bedrooms. I prefer to have the perfect weight jacket for the temperature and the most appropriate mode of transportation for my baby (i.e. sling, … Continue reading Driving ourselves to debt (pt 2)
Writers Unite!
I went to a writer's symposium today. Despite being exhausted (this follows two grueling days of workshops on child sexual abuse and other things I'd prefer to remain naively ignorant about), this workshop was just what I needed. Being around other writers (and what colorful characters we are!) is so affirming. Hearing pens frantically scratching … Continue reading Writers Unite!
Waiting for the serendipity to stir
I realized I hadn't said much about serendipity or positive thinking lately. Since I started the job that was the result of a serendipitous event, life has become kind of run of the mill. Despite having not worked (out of the home) for 4 years I have slipped back into the routine and mindset of … Continue reading Waiting for the serendipity to stir
Saying goodbye
Today I took down the crib that cradled my two children through nights and naps from infancy into their toddler years.And today I cried.It's not that I want another baby. It's not that I'm attached to the 3rd-hand crib or the space it was taking up in the kids' room. It isn't even because I … Continue reading Saying goodbye
Driving ourselves to debt (pt 1)
I drove to the mall in order to save $5. Yes, I used $2 in gas so I could save $5 on a sweater. Can you say idiot?But that's our problem, isn't it? We, in this country, drive, drive, drive and shop, shop, shop.I'm not going to say anything about the failing banks and the … Continue reading Driving ourselves to debt (pt 1)
I am not an island
I have a confession to make.I'm lonely.Last night I was checking the traffic to my blog and followed one visitor's referral link back to a blog I didn't recognize. At first I was confused why a link to my blog would be here. Then I began to put it together and realized it was the … Continue reading I am not an island
Squeezing me in between
The honeymoon's over.Me and this blog, we don't talk so much anymore.My life has radically changed from when I was a stay-at-home, wannabe writer. Even though the last of those days are barely a month gone, I have already made them into golden nuggets. I catch myself thinking, remember when I could put Tater down … Continue reading Squeezing me in between
Tick Tock, The Clock Won’t Stop
This is just uncalled for.On the eve of my 36th birthday I found, not one, not two, but three gray hairs peeking out from under my otherwise auburn mass (not Auburn, Massachusetts... hehe, I'm so funny). How does that happen? One day you have none and the next you have three pigmentally-challenged hairs. Do they … Continue reading Tick Tock, The Clock Won’t Stop
The Sound of Silence
It's 6AM and I've been awake since 4. Ike (Tropical Storm Ike, that is) has been blustering around the house all night, licking us with hot, sticky tropical winds. It's 6AM and almost 80 degrees outside... in Vermont... in September! It'll probably snow next week.Once in a while I don't mind not being able to … Continue reading The Sound of Silence
It’s like, gag me
It's the smell of skunk spray immediately after ejection - sickly sweet.What is that word?Smarmy. "Revealing or marked by a smug, ingratiating, or false earnestness...."Yay, that's it.The videos at the Democratic and Republican National Conventions are just plain smarmy. Obama's was OK, but Clinton's? Lord. I didn't see Palin's, but McCain's was out of control. … Continue reading It’s like, gag me
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