cleaning my kitchen, sorting paperwork, a USBank deposit receipt your dad is dead. file this with the estate paperwork. a bottle of zoloft your dad is dead. keep taking these. thank gawd you increased your dosage before he died. a yellow shirt with palm trees peeking out from the pile of clean laundry your dad is dead. this shirt smelled like him. now it doesn’t. your dad wore this shirt the last time you saw him out of the hospital…

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Alex and I were in Seattle last week so I could spend time with my Victoria and my Leslie. I pulled us from our usual routine of living room sitting and tv watching while creating messes in the kitchen and pulled us cross country to spend a week with people I’ve actually only met … twice. But the power of the blog. The twitter. The skype. The text message. The 704. I know these women. Hell we have synched menstrual…

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Usually when I put Alex to bed, I sit in a chair by his bed and knit, or think about knitting, or cleaning or working out, or blogging, or chatting, or anything but the task of helping this boy get to sleep. Last night I was tired. Alex was squirrelly and my patience was thin. I leaned over to kiss him goodnight and he came up for one . . . two . . . three kisses, and then reached…

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My Mom left my Dad the summer I was 6. I’d known it was coming long before she sat me down and told me. I could hear the tearful conversations after I was in bed (not sleeping). I knew I no longer caught them kissing in the kitchen. We stood in the garage, in between the gray Ford Torino that was now Mom’s and whatever car was in the left side of the cluttered garage. My Dad hugged me. He…

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I don’t know how to work hard. I don’t work hard I won’t work hard. To hell with hard, I don’t like work. I don’t like it, so why do it. I’m trying to suss out the right words to open with. My dad would have to get up with the phone in the middle of the night, dress, drive, pick up a body, spend hours of the night in the morgue, and then work a full day. My inner…

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Man I’ve loved spending time with you the last few months. I feel all safe and cozy wrapped in your cushion. You protect me from the world, insulated and separate. You make no demands on me, all you request is that I have another piece of chocolate … one more chip … one more spoon of whatever that is with butter and salt. We’re such a good team, you and I. I love giving you what you want. I’ve needed…

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Huawei will continue to launch smartphones in 2021, but the amount it will be able to produce and deliver to Chinese and international stores will be much lower than in previous years. Already in 2020, Huawei has dropped from second place in the world to fifth place, according to market studies, and in 2021 the number of phones may fall more than half. Estimates say Huawei’s phone production could drop to 40%. If in 2020 Huawei managed to deliver 189…

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Sometimes I hate being right. Sometimes I don’t care. Sometimes I just think it’s ironic that I knew…. A year ago today: There’s a lot about Flutter’s life that I will never intimately understand. But this issue of fathers … I feel her heart like I’ve never understood another’s relationship with their dad before. She’s done such a remarkable job of putting these words on screen for me to read, and I feel like in some way I need to…

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The summer before my sophomore year of high school, things were going well. My mom had a good job, we were settled in our rental house, there was money in the house for the first time in years – she made some comment about how positive things were and then followed up with, “Knock on wood.” And the dramatic DUN DUN DUN! should have been playing in the background. The following things went wrong in the next 7 days. Our…

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Once upon a time, there was a dorky girl who went to high school. A few years later, there was a reunion. She strangely had fun at events like this, and she was less dorky in recent years, so she decided to head westward to attend the shindig of the year. Her (awesome, hot, well hung, funny, best ever) husband declined to attend with her AND stated he would keep the tiny toddler tornadocane (TTT) with him, lest the girl…

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