Now What?
That felt bad -the heart rending, gut wrenching, kind of bad that is, at least in film, usually accompanied by sorrowful swells of music. There were tears, especially from G who was, until today, blissfully ignorant of her parents’ faltering relationship. She was blindsided by the quiet admission that we had decided to part ways [...]
Scrooge
I wish I were the type of person that could earnestly don a holiday themed sweater and some poinsettia earrings and settle into this seasonal stuff, generating deep internal satisfaction in hours spent marching the mall corridors hunting the perfect gift. Instead I screech into the Target parking lot at 8:30 a.m. on a Saturday [...]
The Same
I’ve returned to blogging skeptically, reluctantly because I know some of things I share here have damaged my already delicate home life and I’m doing a pretty good job fucking that up without rubbing salt in the wounds. But I need this space somehow, this collective nod, the communal understanding, to help me make sense [...]
November
What is it about November that just sucks the soul out of a person? It’s as if the human brain feels the need to keep time with the end of natural beauty and begins a sort of mental hibernation, shedding layers of complexity, raking hobbies and interests and efforts towards personal hygiene into one great [...]
Public Surrender
The main drag through our town is lined with impressive antique homes, all of them tastefully restored and expanded upon and painted in an array of acceptable and historically accurate Benjamin Moore colors. So it follows that the one home that has NOT been meticulously scraped and painted Kennebunk Beige, the one whose front porch [...]
Drunk Dialing
In the effort to dismiss such things as my “reputation” as a writer; in keeping with he communal effort that is blogging, I am now indulging a sort of inebriated form of posting which, like drunk-dialing, is the solitary outreach of an intoxicated, lonely person with access to the tools of technology. It’s a blast [...]
Time Will Tell
Now that I’m spending ridiculous amounts of time with various therapists, hired guns intent on fixing the inner turmoil, I’m learning that there are certain things that generally define a therapy experience. First there is the noise machine that fills the waiting room with crashing waves, chirping crickets, the strains of Tchaikovsky. It is an [...]
Until it’s gone…
We thought we were doing a good thing, giving one of our cats to a sweet and loving family, a family with little girls expert at cuddling and effusive adoration. This, after all, is a feline that has received little to no attention from the Madmarriage household for four years running.
It was nearly a [...]
Brilliance that surrounds me
I’ve been more optimistic recently. Almost giddy on the scent of spring – the distinctive mingle of lilacs, mown lawns and fertilizer in the air. There is rebirth in the vivid green of leaves finally come to cloak the poor, bare sticks of Winter. And there is the glee in the possibility of throwing up [...]
Trauma of the athletic variety
It was an odd weekend…I’m glad to be back to Monday and all the familiar rhythyms of the work-a-day. Saturday and Sunday had a cold drizzle punctuated by periods of hard driving rain, the back drop to Friday night’s Chernoybl-like meltdown with My Better Half and Saturday morning’s damp and chill soccer game where in [...]
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