Rock Brilliance

There are certain songs and lyrics I hear over and over, and they blow me away. Tons of stuff by the Beatles. Voodoo Chile. That part after 4:20 in the Built to Spill song, “Kicked It in the Sun.” The Jane’s Addiction, “2, 3, 4!” Just off the top of my head. This morning it […]

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A Song For Daddy, In New York

Tiller asked me today, when we were laying on the bed reading after a day of waterlogging ourselves at the pool, “Mama? Where is Daddy? Is he lost?” He is out of town on business. So, we texted back and forth with Daddy for a while, and then she wanted to send him a song. […]

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Kinda How I’m Feeling Today

This one is fitting my mood this morning. . . Years ago my heart was set to live on And I’ve been tryin hard against unbelievable odds Gets so hard at times like now to hold on Guns they wait to be stuck by And at my side is God Ain’t no one goin to […]

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Purple-Haired, Angst-Ridden Dogwood Girl

I so wish this post included a photograph. I just realized that I still get a sick enjoyment out of thinking about the twisted up feeling of being twenty years old and purple-haired, all heartbroken and angry and listening to that guitar in Nirvana’s “Aneurysm.” Not sure what that’s all about. I was just editing […]

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Happy Place

I don’t mind the weather I’ve got scarves and caps and sweaters I’ve got long johns under slacks for blustery days I think that it’s brainless to assume That making changes to your window’s view Will give a new perspective So, yeah, the anxiety is getting me down, and I feel like I’m in a […]

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Tiller Rides the Rock Wave

Tiller saw her first show today. She is three. Okay, not an actual concert, but she did check out of preschool early and go see Phoenix with me at Criminal Records. (Good mother? Bad mother?) It was pretty damn crowded and, evidently, hipsters don’t let kids go to the front so that they can see […]

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Yo La Tengo, Beer, Me, Me, Me.

So, Todd is in NYC all week for work, and he gave me the afternoon off yesterday, so that I could have kid-free time before the week kicks into gear. I rode down to L5P with neighbor Scott and his friend Seth. Ah, the glamour of arriving anywhere in a minivan. Nothing like it. We […]

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Closer

Pop’s not doing so well. Got the call that his vitals were all going downhill pretty quickly. Lisa and I both felt like we wanted to be here for mom and Dad, and for Pop. We took separate cars, to accommodate our adult schedules. Driving down this afternoon was strange. I cried in my car […]

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Melancholy, Twisted, Beautiful

Just finished writing an obituary for my dying grandfather. It made me feel weepy and it made it seem real that he won’t be with us much longer. Felt the same heaviness when i dropped off a porch swing that he made with his own two hands at a friend’s house last night. It did […]

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