Sequestered with Teens; Day Eight
Today I woke up mad at Jesse, which makes sense since I went to bed mad at Jesse. I’m over it now. That’s usually how it happens. The morning was rough though. I… Continue reading
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The Wheel that Doesn’t Squeak
After I posted the Dees-Day-Seven-Dredge-Report (AKA Sequestered with Teens; Day Seven), I really got to thinking about the term, ‘the squeaky wheel gets the grease’. Part of the way I retain sanity and… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Seven
Wow. Day seven. And our governor is talking about extending the Stay Home, Stay Healthy ordinance. I was actually excited to wake up for work this morning. It must have something to do… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Six
This was a day of coconut milk-veggie stick communion, junk drawers, bathroom cleanings, river walks, and Robin Hood husbands. I watched church in my PJs, online. Pastor Danny was up on the stage,… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Five
It was hard to get out of bed this morning. Almost like I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself once I was up. This is almost comical considering the… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Four
Day Four. Right? Is it day four? I think my garbage came yesterday, so that would make today Friday. Ha… does it even matter? When I was in the shower this morning, Jesse… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Three
Today seemed really long, and at the same time, I don’t know how it is 8:30pm already. I made myself a smoothie for breakfast this morning, but it seems like that was days… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Two
Newness is kind of exciting, and then overwhelming, and then exhausting. Today is Day Two of the Stay-Home mandate given by our governor, but my first day working from home. Jesse set me… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day One
Governor Inslee followed suit of fellow West Coast governors and ordered Washingtonians to ‘stay put’ in their homes, only leaving to work at jobs essential to keeping the world spinning, to go get… Continue reading
Wrestling with Big Questions
Even though I would love to be granted the wisdom to know why my dad died, I know I won’t be. At least not in this life. But there are other questions I… Continue reading
