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Category Archives: 3rd Grade- Eugene, OR
Whittaker Creek
My daughter has reminded me, every day for the past week, that we must go back to school shopping. As the excitement of the new year begins to sprout in her mind, I close my eyes hard and reach for … Continue reading
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Emotional Manipulation
When I was about nine we owned a cute little hamster. Mel had bought some yummy hamster treats that looked like chocolate stars. She set me up and told me to try and feed my dad one as a joke. … Continue reading
Raised By Wolves- I Wish
In my lifetime, there have been many things that have contributed to the loss of my brain cells, as I’m sure those of you who know me would attest. There was early drug and alcohol use, a couple of concussions, … Continue reading
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I Surveyed the Surroundings From My Horizontal Position
Artwork by my youngest angel
The Epic Cherry Drop
The clear sky was so out of place for an Oregon spring day. My limited vision sanctioned only one small central circle in the entire cloudless skyscape. The high frequency waves that made their way through the small opening to … Continue reading
Evel Knievel
Jason had one arm wrapped around the toilet and the other wrapped around the dog. He was crying, vomiting and lamenting about his step sister losing the clothes from his Evel Knievel doll. “Honey, Je’re stole my Evel Knievel clothes … Continue reading
A Space All My Own
Artwork by my amazing son
My Chance to Show Coco Webber Who Was Boss
Ok here’s a happy one…. for the crying masses. I do not believe in coincidence and think all our encounters and interactions support our purpose. I don’t believe our purpose is fixed but rather morphs into our own time and … Continue reading
“Burn rubber Mel!”
Artwork by my amazing son
Mel Practiced Crazy
My first stepmother was crazy. I say this with through a smile and a grimace, as there is a dichotomy in the practice of crazy. Crazy can really fuck you up and crazy is what makes life worth living. … Continue reading