Tag: postaday

  • Weeks end

    Another week has flown and I review it all with tired bemusement as I sit, feet up, watching children’s cartoons. I’m tired but content. We’ve had a lovely cough/gastro bug going around that decimated the week for the kids. Poor Sam, for the first time I can remember she was excited to go to school…

  • Date with my children

    When did it happen? I realized today that in one short month another year is over. Holidays are here with Black Friday madness spilling over the borders, and my children are getting older by the moment. The little gremlins welcomed me home with sticky faces and half pyjama-clad bodies, hungry the way only small children…

  • Mercy

    What is mercy at the end of the day? Is it better to give kisses than kicks? Is it the cool touch of a cup, on a hot summer’s day, a chair at the end of the road? Is it comfort in an old friend, or kindness from a stranger? Mercy is a quality which…

  • The Nest

    My feathered little ones, grow cold while waiting for the day. I bring them delicacies and love, they coo gratefully up at my offering One day soon they will fly, up and away into the blue But for now they tuck Under my wing My little ones One, two, three Warm with mommy in the…

  • Disney on ice

    We called the Ice Capades when I was a child, the amazing spectacle of people, synchronized on ice. I’d always wanted to go, but somehow never did even though I skated three times a week until I left home. I remember watching on tv specials the miracle that was this dance show on ice; how…

  • Winter’s edge

    Ice chunks crack, falling from the sky Encasing the land, a cruel white blanket The sludge of a new iceberg firms and breaks free Small but mighty, they take on the world Lands end, lands beginning Breath freezes in place Waiting until summer to inhale again.

  • Problem solver 

    Saturday should be a sleep in day, but that never seems to happen for me.  I woke up a half hour earlier than normal, shrugged and went about my day.  I finished my first draft of book 5, did a list of things to do, did laundry, cooking, cleaning and childcare,  even launched my author…

  • Friday family movie night 

    Friday is here again, with blustery cold weather that heralds the true beginning to the winter.  While minus 17 isn’t the worst I’ve seen, neither is it a temperature I enjoy. I eagerly anticipated the hibernation to come at the end of the day, breaking my plans to eat chicken and beans with naan and…

  • Mom of Sam

    No one can put a statement out quite the way a stubborn five year old can. One minute an angel, the next a small and vicious demon child. I entered a quiet house today, unlocking the door with my delicious rotisserie chicken and Diet Pepsi.  (I’m trying to cut back, I swear) The next thing…

  • Traffic

    My eyes are grainy today, but still somehow find the light. It’s bright and wonderful  through the fog. Cars honk, go slowly, pacing with their horses grumbling.  They slowly move past the line, reined in by the weather. I feel their longing to bolt, Tied and restrained into a 9-5, somedays I’d like to run…