Archive for March, 2008


March 30, 2008

This week, our family had the privilege of having my husband’s uncle’s granddaughter (it’s complicated) over for spring break. Her name is Madison, she is 7 years old. Her family situation is complicated: her mom is a homeless drug addict who is currently under investigation for her second felony drug trafficking charge, she also has cervical cancer and is not expected to live more than about five years. She’s also nuts, which is why Maddy is not allowed to see her (g’pa and g’ma have custody; they’re both in their late 60’s, early 70’s, and have custody of her much older brother Nicky, who is a semi-unstable young man.).

Anyway, we had Maddy for spring break, and we are hoping to have her for summer….and beyond. Jan and Donna are, frankly, tired. They are TIRED. A seven year old girl is fun for a while, but she’s all by herself over there. Within five minutes of her meeting us she felt like she was just one of our kids – in fact, she was calling me Mommy by the second day. How’s THAT for a heart puller!

I miss her. I cried all the way home after we dropped her off. She needs a mommy so, so badly. I told her I loved her multiple times this week and I hope she remembers that. She called us tonight, just to talk to me, which made me feel both better and worse.

It’s not that she’s in a horrible situation or anything – she’s with people who love her. But everyone needs a mommy, and I feel like God – what I believe of God, anyway – put this child in our lives for a really big reason. I knew it the instant I saw her – I know that sounds corny, and cliche, but it was like she was my kiddo.

I did talk to Jan and Donna, and they are totally for Maddy coming to stay with us this summer. Anything beyond that is unfortunately out of our hands because of nutso Mom who apparently has a bit of parental rights left, even though she’s going to be going to prison very soon. I guess the only thing I can do is continue to stay in contact with her, love her, and try to be patient. It’s hard…especially when I just did my nightly check of the kids just now and I looked around for Maddy so I could cover her up with a blanket, like I’ve done every night this week, and tuck in her teddy bear more comfortably.

I miss her.


What's your "embarrassing" music?

March 26, 2008

You know, the kind that you would be just a tad sheepish to admit to? Here’s mine:

– John Denver
– Barry Manilow

Come on, sing along: “country roads, take me home” OR “at the COPA! Copacabana!” You know you want to.

What’s your “embarrassing” music?

March 26, 2008

You know, the kind that you would be just a tad sheepish to admit to? Here’s mine:

– John Denver
– Barry Manilow

Come on, sing along: “country roads, take me home” OR “at the COPA! Copacabana!” You know you want to.

100 things I want to do before I go toes up.

March 25, 2008


22. Get a tattoo.
23. Go to Thailand.
24. Watch the whales jumping or whatever it is they do so people can see them.
25. Stay in the Sleeping Beauty suite at Disneyland.
26. Get involved in helping other women with special needs kids.
27. Volunteer at a hospital; preferably in the NICU.
28. Hike the Appalachian Trail.
29. Visit Ground Zero in NYC.
30. Go on an Alaskan cruise.
31. Spoil my grandchildren.

Where I find God.

March 23, 2008

I find God in the surprised smiles of my children getting Easter baskets in front of their doors at 7 AM.

I find God in the purring of my cat at night as he nuzzles into my legs.

I find God in the tulips that are opening on my front lawn.

I find God in a good book that makes me cry.

I find God in good Irish music on the stereo – LOUD.

But…..I DON’T find God in:

Loud church services that leave no room for contemplation.


Ritual for the sake of ritual.



Where do you find God – or where do you NOT find God?

A perfect Saturday morning

March 15, 2008

Up early, before anyone else, with only the dogs and cats to keep me company. I can hear the birds outside going crazy. Make some coffee, turn on the fireplace, turn on some soft Shawn Colvin/Mindy Smith/Rosie Thomas. Kids come out sleepy in jammies, Saturday morning cartoons on soft, cats snuggling with kids on couch. No agenda today other than reading new cookbook and making menu, maybe doing some painting, maybe make some new jewelry.

100 things I want to do before I go toes up

March 15, 2008


11) Learn how to quilt really, really well.
12) Paint portraits of my children in watercolor.
13) Ride the Orient Express.
14) See a Broadway play.
15) Drive a race car.
16) Hang out with Angelina Jolie.
17) Go on the California Screamin’ ride at Disneyland.
18) Knit a sweater.
19) Own my own couture baby store.
20) Go to SXSW.
21) Own a cottage in Cannon Beach.

Dinner in a Dish

March 14, 2008

Dinner in a Dish

Originally uploaded by wboswell

Weird cookbooks at a garage sale in town.

100 things I want to do before I go toes up

March 14, 2008

Props to Mighty Girl for coming up with this. Here’s mine, 1-10.

1) Lose 100 pounds.
2) Run a marathon.
3) Adopt a baby. Or two.
4) Write another book.
5) Live in Paris.
6) Live in Mexico.
7) Conquer my fear of flying.
8) Go on a solitary retreat.
9) Tell my dad I forgive him.
10) Own a horse(s).

Some awkward, yet important questions.

March 11, 2008

Why do I have three blackheads on my cheek? I mean, if I’m going to have a zit, let’s do it RIGHT. I need something I can get a hold of.

Following that train of thought, why am I suddenly sprouting weird goat hairs on my chin? I find myself wanting to pull at them thoughtfully, like that weird guru guy in Kill Bill. Too bad I can’t grow them long enough to throw over my shoulder when I’m miffed.