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Jun 20, 2017

Losing Your Peak in Las Vegas

I am finally starting to realize that I have already peaked. I guess peaking is something you don’t know you are doing while it is going on. But like one of those rollercoasters that start on the top of a hill, you don’t know you are going down until the down is already going. These things are hard to notice, at first: An extra line here, a new set of cellulite there. Sometimes it is easy to talk away. “I’m still cool, I just know I am! I’m only 32! Nobody peaks at 32! This means I’ll be dead at…

Jan 01, 2015

Small, Dense and Whole

It’s 1am on January 1st, 2015. I’m alone and blogging, which is always how I blog because if I open my computer for more than two seconds, someone under the age of five is automatically scaling my legs and asking to watch YouTube videos of Yo Gabba Gabba and a Baby Monkey Riding on a Pig. I did not write anything in the year of 2014. I sat and stared at the same screen over and over again, trying to formulate words to accompany what was happening. There was no space left inside myself for words in 2014. They would…

Dec 21, 2013

The Lysol Repertoire

I was in the car with my dearest husband yesterday, going to Home Depot. The children are spending a few days with their merciful grandparents, and we had silence to fill. I started a conversation about another couple we know, and how I felt they were “out of touch with reality”. My words said “out of touch with reality” but my heart meant “they seem to always get what they want and I don’t – their life must be a fairy tale”. Because dearest husband knows me so well, he knew exactly what my heart meant and took the opportunity…

Jun 13, 2012

Look for the Rainboots

I don’t often leave the house, but when I do, I can tell those around me who have had children and who have not. They don’t have to say a word. The “haves” make a face of understanding. A sweetish smirk mixed with the slightly raised eyebrows that say, “If it weren’t 10am, I’d buy you a bottle of wine”. They shower me with patience and sometimes acts of kindness. While my two year old is asking “What is that?!?!? Mama, Mama, MAMA !!!What is that?!?!” to each item going down the checkout belt, while my three month old is…

Oct 30, 2011

Eat Me

There have been changes afoot in the Bethea house. More than usual, even. Which is why I haven’t sat down to write anything since July. In reality, I haven’t sat down since July for any reason. But change is a-comin’ and that is worth writing about. Some things have not changed: Yes, I am still growing our second baby in my uterus. This one happens to be a boy. No, that baby boy doesn’t make me want to vomit anymore. Yes, we still live in a really small town and the only time I leave the house is to go…

Feb 13, 2011

Scam-a-Lam-a-Ding-Dong

It has been said that it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. It has also been said, “There is love of course. And then there’s life, its enemy.” I find the latter to be more true at this point of my life. Last week, I wrote a glowing post about how I was the proud new owner of a 1973 Airstream and that how my dreams were finally coming true and that I could stop whining and get busy becoming the gypsy hipster I always knew I was meant to be. And…

Aug 13, 2010

But lo…

I don’t normally plug my own previous posts, but if you haven’t read “Toilet Parts and a One-Armed Angel” this post won’t make sense. I swear. I cross-my-heart-hope-to-die-pinky-promise swear that this next entry is 100% true. So my week had been stressful yet again. I was behind on my work. I had snapped at my sweet husband, more than once. I had a important meeting for work on Wednesday, so Tuesday night I stayed up late in the garage building new and exciting projects from cedar balls and planking (one of our clients is CedarSafe Closets). After my drill died,…

Apr 25, 2010

Had We but World Enough and Time… Now with Yeast

So it just occurred to me that my last post was a little bit whiny. I read it, and although I meant what I said, I forgot to “temper my speech with grace” and point out the good things too. Sort of like a loaf of bread without the yeast to make it light and fluffy. I could have just deleted the old one and typed the new one, but I felt like that was hypocritical. I said what I said, and now I need to re-say it. I don’t like to whine, and I am going to try to…

Sep 16, 2009

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight

Chris and I just recently got back from a weekend trip to Washington, D.C. We went in order to attend the wedding ceremony of our dear friend Scott McGraw to the beautiful Caroline Fischer, which was the sweetest ceremony I have ever attended (including my own). But since the wedding took only a few hours of the collective trip, we had plenty of time to sight see. We like to consider ourselves cityfolk, and because we live in a forgotten corner of the Alabama landscape, we usually head off to some place with tall buildings, public transportation, and indian food.…

Aug 23, 2009

Julie and Julia and Laura

So I went to see the movie Julie and Julia this weekend. Our friend, who reccomend that I see it, said it reminded him of me. I didn’t know much about it beforehand, except that it was about a girl who blogs about her dull life while trying to be as awesome as Julia Child. I did enjoy the movie. It was entertaining, Merryl Streep did an amazing job as Julia Child, and made me want to be just like Julia. She lived in Paris with a husband that she adored, and got to spend her days figuring out what…

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