April is National Poetry Month Y’all!

 So April is national poetry month! To celebrate I’ve written two new poems about my two favorite people:Ellie:She’s so wiseA shy wonderHer perceptivity a marvelHer resiliency surprisingBouncy brown curlsAn open grinA flash of small white teeth, laughing with me nowArms shakingEyes narrowedTaking what she wantsCurled in closeHolds my leg with her delicate, perfectFingersI hold her tight, … Continue reading April is National Poetry Month Y’all!

THE RETURN OF THE BLOG

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Being A Better Angela Right Now, Eh? Or, at least, a happier one.

We’re driving home today from school and my little guy starts fussing.“Jacket (pause) OFF, Mommy.”I glance in my rearview mirror and he’s pulling at the hood of his big, puffy green winter jacket (it was 34F here today!) and struggling with his car seat buckle and making adorable grunts of frustration. He's spitting out the … Continue reading Being A Better Angela Right Now, Eh? Or, at least, a happier one.

Bringing Big-Picture Love to Small-Picture Life

My kids go to a mommy’s day out program twice a week (when they’re not contagious). So like once a month, I pile us into the van and I drop them at this place that loves kids, everyone’s kids, and takes such good care of them and it feels wonderful and relaxing.Then I either drive … Continue reading Bringing Big-Picture Love to Small-Picture Life

Turning Your Face To The Sun

I love life. Isn’t it beautiful? Isn’t it amazing and wonderful? Isn’t it surprising and delightful? Isn’t it full of miracles big and small?Helen Keller said ‘Keep your face to the sun and you will never see the shadows’. And that lady knew a thing or two about shadows. She’s also one of the brightest … Continue reading Turning Your Face To The Sun

When the Kettle Quits

I drink a lot of tea. Green tea, mostly and all the varieties that come with that. Matcha. Sencha. Gunpowder. Bancha. Even Genmaicha; green tea with bits of puffed rice in it. White tea. Chamomile. Bedtime Tea. Tea for colds, tea for antioxidants. Tea with Kombacha in it. Tea with other kinds of tea in it. … Continue reading When the Kettle Quits

A Renewed Vigor for Health. Or, Ange, the Almost Saint

Quickly - I just want to say...nothing against the Rams but it should be the Saints tonight - having said that, may the best team win!Alright, I did miss last weeks blog. For the first time in almost four years of blogging weekly! Wow I'm nerdier than I thought.Anyhoo - last weekend all heck broke … Continue reading A Renewed Vigor for Health. Or, Ange, the Almost Saint

Saints Super-Bowl Hopes and Potty, Potty, Potty

It’s January twentieth and I can see green grass. I live in Conroe, Texas, and my garden awaits my future attempts – fertile, expecting, hoping. I am healthy, expecting, and hoping.Not like, actually expecting, like I’m pregnant, which I am NOT, thank you. But expecting good things. Having said all that, you need to know … Continue reading Saints Super-Bowl Hopes and Potty, Potty, Potty

Things I’d Never Thought I’d Say

Well it’s that time again – time to share my thoughts on….“Things I’d Never Thought I’d Say”Here’s a sample, most of which happened within a 30 minute period while visiting Nana and Papa in Canada over Christmas: DISCLAIMER: THIS IS ALL TRUE AND HAPPENED EXACTLY AS DESCRIBED. I can't make this stuff up people.(Me to … Continue reading Things I’d Never Thought I’d Say

Missing Home, Eh?

p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 12.0px} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} People often ask me what I miss most about home. Actually, they ask me ‘Do you miss Canada?’Is there a Canadian alive living … Continue reading Missing Home, Eh?