Tag: tired

  • Birthday Tuesday

    Birthday Tuesday

    Today was a good day. It was strange, driving my father-in-law’s car to work, but interesting. When I was 20, I’d wanted that car more than anything else in the world. Now at 40, I missed my sensible Prius, feeling much too close to the ground in the sporty red Miata. Work was smooth, with…

  • Conspicuous consumption

    Conspicuous consumption

    Never let your kids watch Ryan’s toy review on you tube. You’d think it would be a safe show, until your three year old tells you “I want to buy all these” Oh, right. Kids want to have everything they see. Like new clothes, New houses, New toys. Sometimes I wish they could just be…

  • Sunday night

    Sunday night

    The end of another weekend is here, and we’re heading to bed too late again. A weekend full of fun, birthday party, cake, ice cream and friends. I didn’t even leave the house today, having promised my little one I would stay home “all day” While trying to get him to sleep, I accidentally had…

  • Friday night zzzz’s

    Friday night zzzz’s

    Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…

  • Friday night zzzz’s

    Friday night zzzz’s

    Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…

  • Underwater slow motion

    I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…

  • Tuesday times two

    Tuesday times two

    I’m not sure how it’s only Tuesday. Once again, I’ve been confronted with the reason I dislike taking time off. It’s because every time I return, I find myself doing the same amount of work in one day that should have been spread over two. It made me take a step back, and consider what…

  • Night out with the boys

    Night out with the boys

    A Saturday with the kids, catching up from my time away. They ran around at the McDonalds with the play place, creating gangs of good guys and bad guys with random strangers. I watched with amazement as the culture of childhood surpassed the boundaries of strangers and age, as every child in the shrieking shack…

  • Home again

    Home again

    Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…

  • Intermission from home

    Intermission from home

    I boarded the plane, turning my back on my home and lifting into the skies. As we soared over the mountains I was filled with a sense of awe at the beauty and enormity of nature. Snow already covered the highest peaks, but the sky was cerulean blue as the sun beamed down. I caught…