Dogwood Girl

I'm Annie; I'm a mom, wife, daughter, sister. I was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia, attended the University of Georgia, and became a Technical Writer. I write fiction on the side, including lots of unread, unfinished, and unpublished short stories. I enjoy writing, but haven't gotten around to feeling comfortable with others reading my work yet. Dogwood Girl is part of my working on that fear. I run, but not very fast. It doesn't matter, as running is more of a means to keep my spirits high and those around me alive and well - Without endorphins, i would be on the National News. I have trouble following through on things. I like to grow things. I like puzzles and games. I like to challenge myself, and my problem with challenges is usually my follow through. I am ultra-competitive and will wager small amounts on just about anything. I love to win, but i am no sore loser. I have days where i think i am an awesome mom, and days where i think I am completely fucking my children up. Likewise, i have days where i feel motivated and successful, a modern day Superwoman, and other days, where I feel about as motivated as the Brad Pitt character in True Romance. My husband is my best friend and I would be a basket case without him; My kids have taught me more about myself (and about patience) in five years than I have learned in the whole rest of my life. They are my pride and joy, my heart, and often a royal pain in my ass. I would die without them and their father. I also have a slightly unnatural attachment to my dog, the Q-Man. I write about all of it here on Dogwood Girl. It's cheaper than a therapist.

The Most Important Lesson

The wife of an old friend posted this today on Facebook. I told her “thank you,” because sometimes a parent needs the reminder that they’ve done some really good things as parents. Parenthood is often thankless; Parenting is fucking hard. Teaching my children to read is the most important thing I’ve ever done in my life. Later, I was walking… Read more →

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Hope Springs Eternal: A Prayer

I’m having one of those evenings where I feel very lucky, but yet I can’t stop the tears rolling down my face. I can feel lucky and sad at the same time, apparently. My family is happy and healthy. I have my parents and my sister, and my husband and children, and they are all fine. Still, I find myself looking up… Read more →

A Dream So Vivid

I kneel in the dormer window of my childhood bedroom, but I’m an adult wearing a white, flowing nightgown. I am frantic, trying to shove the plastic window shade into the corners of the window panes to block out the streetlight streaming in around the edges of the shade. The edges won’t stick or wedge in, and the light is… Read more →

My Likeness

I look at my children and – genetics are so strange – I see a lot of my dad in my son’s hair, and maybe some of me, too (curly, crazy). Tiller has straight and beautiful blonde hair that looks nothing like mine or Todd’s, although it is maybe the same texture as his. She and Rollie both have Todd’s… Read more →

Looking Forward

I have been languishing, standing still in one place for months, feeling trapped in the stagnancy of real life, missing my favorite place in the world – and it’s knowledge of constantly possible escape – more than I ever imagined I would, and suffering an almost painful wanderlust. Tonight I booked a flight, and the realization that I have five… Read more →

I Don’t Even Know What to Title This One

Friday night is usually movie and pizza night for the family, unless T. and I have plans. This week, we were supposed to go out to dinner with friends for my birthday. (44. My God. But that is a post for another day.) Instead, the weather interfered and we stayed home and watched documentaries (Muscle Shoals and History of the… Read more →

David Bowie, by Panhandle Slim

Check Ignition & May God’s Love Be With You

I just posted this three days ago on my Instagram for Bowie’s birthday. I’ve written about or referenced Bowie a number of times here on the blog. I wrote this about the song containing the lyrics above. (And then Todd had Panhandle Slim make this for me. Other Panhandle Slim images here – Have fun in the Rabbit Hole.) He surprised me with… Read more →

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The Plain Gray Hat

Hats. I love’em. I used to collect them. Vintage hats in particular, but the random, really great baseball hat, here and there, too. Then I moved into a very small two bedroom/one bath bungalow with my boyfriend (now husband) and at some point, I could no longer justify the space needed to maintain a 100-200 piece hat collection. So, on… Read more →