absence of children

When the mice are away, the cats play

Now don’t get me wrong. I would way rather have my children home than not. But that does not mean that J and I have been sitting around the house pining away. No sirree. This is a sample of what we have been up to since our children decided to traipse off across the countryContinue reading “When the mice are away, the cats play”

What do you mean, you’re leaving?

I think I have a problem with living too much on paper. Once, when I was in Grad school and my children were 6 and 4 years old respectively, I saw an empty space in my calendar. I had class Monday to Friday morning, and my husband’s vernissage that night as well as an invitationContinue reading “What do you mean, you’re leaving?”

My children have been gone for almost two weeks now. My mother took them to visit extended family in Victoria and they’ll be gone for another week. I have to say, I am in a weird place. It is not until they are gone that I realize how much time is spent just hanging outContinue reading “Absence of children”

Art, Juno and a Total Eclipse of the Moon=mini vacation

What does one do when one is single? I ask myself this constantly. It seems that time must spread out like an ample serving of Skippy peanut butter over white bread for those who have no children. I am pretty sure that this is an erroneous presumptious, but, nevertheless, the possibilities seem endless when youContinue reading “Art, Juno and a Total Eclipse of the Moon=mini vacation”

Is there a Blogger’s Anonymous (BA)?

I think I am developing a habit. I am not sure if it is a bad habit yet, but I think I know what I would be doing if I didn’t have kids and my time was my own. You will ask my what I did in the ten days my kids were gone. IContinue reading “Is there a Blogger’s Anonymous (BA)?”

Without my kids I’m…

Functional? No. That is not what I meant to say. No, really. I am officially halfway through their vacation away from us and I am am finding it surprisingly (if not a bit disturbingly) easy to get along without them. It is easy, of course, because I know they are with my sister and myContinue reading “Without my kids I’m…”