Who, Exactly, is Steering This Ship?
Someone said I needed to update my blog. I’m guessing they meant with actual new content, not just republishing random satire.
Happy F*cking Holidays From the McSmiths
Here’s a bit of satire that I originally published last year over at Sammiches and Psych Meds.
Happy All-Inclusive Holidays!
The Roller Coaster of Awareness
It seems like everything has an awareness month. I bet, if you look hard enough, you can find at least one that applies to you. I always joke that May is Awareness Awareness Month since it seems to be a popular choice. Just for me personally, there’s Mental Health Awareness Month, Asthma and Allergies Awareness Month, and Preeclampsia Awareness Month.
This is Halloween, This is Halloween
Happy October 32nd, everyone! I’ve decided to just ignore November entirely.
I love mid-October because Halloween is my favorite holiday, though I did phone it in a bit this year. Lorelei wanted to be a witch, so our theme was just basic dark fairytale cliches.
Rowan is Two and a Half – And He Has Things to Say
Rowan is two and a half. That’s halfway to five. More than halfway to kindergarten.
I wonder, sometimes, if I expect less of him than I did when Lorelei was his age. Am I letting his former preemie status stand in his way? Or is he just a different kid, with different strengths?
Thoughts on Skinny Dipping, Identity, and Taking My Kid to a Rock Show
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been giving a lot of thought to identity and how we discern who we are based on what we do. For some people, that might be their career. I have many friends who have pursued one ambition doggedly, and with success, for years or decades. Other friends find their passion in one cause, or maybe two. Some dabble, collecting little pieces of interests that create a mosaic of themselves.
“October Gardens Rusty, Ragged, Overgrown”
When I wrote Drawings From the Top of the Seasonal Affective Disorder Rollercoaster, I portrayed October as the top of the coaster, poised over the abyss of winter. It’s more complicated than that. While I love Halloween, the track to get there is full of potholes.