A Birthday That Isn’t There


Yesterday was October 2.  It was my husband’s brother’s daughter’s 15th birthday.  I worked that day.  I wrote October 2nd at least 13 times in my work notes.  I thought about October 2nd often that day. More

Scenes From Summer 2016

Polina standing in Lake Washington.
Polina standing in Lake Washington.

With summer officially over, I thought I would do a visual compilation of what we’ve been up to.


First Day of School 2016

Polina swinging her lunch bag.
Swinging her new lunch bag

It’s the first day of school, and things are back to normal, or the new normal for Fall 2016.  Another summer has passed.  Another summer that was dominated by working on our house.  Another summer when I took Polina to the beach a whopping one time- for her birthday party.

Where did the time go?  How did I feel so busy yet not find time to take my daughter to the beach?  (Is that an oxymoron?)  How did I get swallowed up by minutia?  Being busy used to be a temporary state followed by a return to normalcy.  How did “being busy” become the status quo?


Happy Birthday, My Little 4 Year Old

Our home celebration with gluten free cake that I made to accommodate my husband. Choosing a color for the fireplace in the background is a work in progress.

Recently, Polina turned 4 years old.  She came into the world during the peak of the annual Perseids meteor shower on Sunday, August 12, 2012 at 5:39 am Pacific Time.  (For more information about that day from NASA, click here.)  My husband woke me up shuffling around on his way to bed, and I never went to sleep alone since.

She was born ready to come into the world.  I was surprised by how strong and alert she was.  Within 10 minutes of being born, she grabbed the scissors that were used to cut her umbilical chord.  There is a video of her playing tug of war over the scissors with the midwife. More

Scene from the Day- Attending a Trump Rally


photo of Donald Trump on stage in XFINITY Arena in Everett, WA
Can you see him? He’s on stage but the slider phone we used didn’t capture him well.

This morning my husband mentioned that Trump would make a campaign stop in Everett, Washington, which is in our neck of the woods.  He wanted to go and I wanted to see for myself what was really going on at his rallies.  Being a former reporter, I was naturally curious. More