I am married, in my 30's, a mother of three, and chubbier than would be considered cute by many. All of these characteristics, along with the crazy path along which my life has chosen to meander, has filled me with lots and lots and LOTS to talk about. Of
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My vision of the distant future has always been half "Jetsons," half "1984." I can't imagine that humans would ever let go of our love for technology and new ways to be lazier than ever before. That is the Jetsons part of the picture..... hover cars, robot maids, dinners that appear with the push of a button.....I don't know... More..
One of the joys of having a new little baby in the house is the trip through the clothing department....all those cute little outfits, cozy pj's, teeny socks for sweet little feet. How can a parent NOT go just a little bit overboard? Fast forward about eight years. That sweet little baby has gone through twelve sizes and twe... More..
My grandmother called it "the animal" She would say it was eating her Feasting on her From the inside out She was angry, my grandmother, not a willing host It did not matter The animal did eat her, did devour her No one else saw the violence in her death Only I knew the gruesome truth As she lay, calm and still in her coffin... More..
Divorce was this big scary thing when I was growing up, the cancer of the family unit - deadly, or at the very least crippling. It was prevalent in every stream of pop culture - movies and TV shows were written about it, songs were composed, and I think Judy Blume built her entire writing career around it. The fact that my p... More..
Yesterday I was sitting right here at this very keyboard, typing blithely away in that charming hunt-and-peck way that I have, when my six-year-old son Andrew announced "I see a bug." This news would not have caught my attention so quickly had he not been standing right beside me, looking just past my head to the wall that l... More..
It is not as if our parents knew any better - they didn't. Or maybe they did, but it wasn't important to care about those kinds of things back then. There were other things to worry about, like the cold war and gas prices and having enough aluminum foil on hand to insure good reception on the television. So somewhat obliviou... More..
When asked to define "life," I have a stock answer that probably comes across as flippant - "It is a magazine, a cereal, or a board game. Take your pick." While glib, I think my answer is as valid as any found in a 15lb philosophy book. The reason, the meaning, the purpose of this thing we call life is as varied as the numbe... More..
It is among one of my earliest memories - I was maybe three or four years old, and I was on an outing with my parents and grandparents. We were out for a drive along the North Oregon coast, not an unusual occurrence in our family. Not having much in the way of money, taking a drive was our pastime of choice on most weekends.... More..
Three years ago, I found myself pregnant with my third child and decided to go seeking online information. None of my friends were pregnant at the time, and none had experienced pregnancy at the ripe old age of 34. While meandering around one of the pregnancy sites I had discovered, I decided to see what the world of online ... More..
Valerie Zwald
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