The Other Woman
Lately, my mind has been tripping along the roads of fidelity and commitment. Of open relationships and the meaning of poly. Of being an adult and married with a kid. Of being seen as “straight”…
In Memory of a Voice I Have No Memory Of
For the most part I am unaffected by the death of celebrities. Maybe it is because I am selfish. After all, if they are not currently producing new work, then I have no idea (nor…
Every Year the Same
I enjoy Facebook’s feature that collects your past posts from previous years and lets you go through them. It is interesting to see what things happen over and over on the same day (or near…
A Gloomy End to 2015
(Feel free to skip to the bottom for a cute Peatuk clip) As usual, I find myself approaching the new year with a slight sense of melancholy. Since 2000, when I dressed up as Peter…
He’s Free
Welcome to the terrible twos. I used to laugh about them. A developmental phase cannot be that bad across the board. Surely my son will be different. He is likable. Sweet. A perfect angel. Or…
Planting Seeds and Watering Gardens
Over the past year or so I have slowly developed an obsession with owning a home. I suppose I am at that time in my life. I want stability. I want something that is undeniably…
Return to the Fantasy
It’s been awhile since I have written here. I have mostly fallen into my family this past year. Day after day, it is the same thing. But we have hit a rhythm. In many ways,…
Into the Dark
I usually get nervous around this time of year. The days are getting shorter more quickly than I would like and I know that soon I will be restricted to a few hours of cold…
Here We Go
Yesterday, Nikola went to the laboratory to pick up the results of his and Peatuk’s tests. Everything was normal, as we expected, and we dropped off the results at his daycare this morning. We met…
Welcome to the Library
Today I signed up for a library card at the regional library in Gabrovo. It is a simple process, of course, and yet I still had to take Nikola. Someone to hide behind. Sometimes I…