Joel is more responsible than we are…

…And sometimes it borders on embarrassing (like that he’s, in some situations, essentially the parental figure). I’m thinking some of this is normal two year old stuff, and some of this is extra, but I have no clue since I don’t have many friends or family members. Continue reading

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Halloween recap

I’m copying my friend Brooke and maybe some others because I guess this is a thing, but I’m going to try to blog every day in November (and then some because I’m already two days behind) and who knows what I’ll say but I’m thinking some people might unfollow me, and I’ve made peace with this. But then again, some might be bored and looking to read about me every day of their life, so it balances out. Continue reading

Sunday evening convos in our eclectic suburbia

When Matthew died, it really changed how I interacted with those in our neighborhood. Like with the exception of a few, I didn’t actually interact. Like when I saw people I knew “before” I, quite literally, ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction, and I also threw away block party invitations, and we turned our lights off for Halloween (not that anyone trick or treats anymore), and, one time, when I saw one of our neighbors, Ed, behind me in the checkout line in the grocery store, I put all of my newly-dyed dark hair over my face (Cousin It style) and silently prayed he didn’t see me. I saw Ed a few more times thereafter, each of which I pretended I didn’t know him. Continue reading