Category: inter-world
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4th of July 1982, Pioneer Village, Nebraska I have had my feet in two worlds for large parts of my life. Growing up in a smallish town on the edge of an industrially polluted lake where my classmates were not expected nor encouraged to go to college, I was the (obnoxious) Doctors Kid. My big-city mother struggled…
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I didn’t know he was in Milwaukee. Every year or so for the last ten years, I have googled him but nothing ever came up except the similiarly named professional football player. We had left on tough terms, and I was glad to have the distance both physically and emotionally, but I always…
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Fathers Day part 1 going great! I surprised him with a drop off at the cousins for drinks with his boys and friends –without wife and baby. Stay out late Paulie! Live a little! And let me enjoy the whole bed to myself a little longer. Part 2 tomorrow—sex and pancakes and auto cross. Not…
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Geraldine Ferraro It never occurred to me that I couldn't do or be anything I wanted because I was a girl. Because I'm unmotivated or incompetent, yes, but never because of my girl-ness. And that was in part because Ms. Ferraro was on the ticket when I was 12 years old. I distinctly recall thinking…
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I have my Motto for 2011! I'm going to learn how to do the things that I have, at some point in my life, claimed to know how to do (or about), but in fact, don't. Like riding a bicycle. This will also include doing a few things that I never made false claims about,…
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I've been offered a position as a parenting consultant after this creative attempt at discipline seems to actually worked! Taming two little boys into treating toys nicely is a tough one. Even though it worked for now, overall, I give it two weeks. :) click on the photo of the letter above to see it…
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The people-watching at Summerfest was fascinating, sometimes it was also center stage. We were off in a shady secluded corner so the baby could nurse (dappled sunlight, wholesome families) when a woman stumbled over and threw up–big, classic liquid vomit arch. How she remained standing on those hight heel sandals, I don't know. Well, actually,…
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Despite the restrictive pinch of the Bible belt, the repetitive nature of rows of corn, and the vast distances traveled to obtain fresh produce; I enjoyed my visit to Nebraska. Smarties in the kitchen drawer, a stray cat in the sawdust of the wood shop, the card playing buddies with lollies in their front shirt…
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He's so frickin' funny, he works like a dog and says it like it is. The older we get, the more I get to know him, the more I regret not being around more when he was younger. I imagine he had a particularly rough time of it, all alone really when the shit storm…
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A night out with co-workers, a send off to Wisconsin. Someone brought a cheesehead, literally.
girl at large 