By Barbara Matousek As we crossed the bridge in to town this morning the sun from the southwest had already risen and the sky was that crisp, mystical blue that always comes just before the coldest temperatures of our Minnesota winters. To the southeast a jet heading north left a long white trail behind it, […]
By Wendy Rhein Mom? Will you make that grape cake for me? The one with the orange zest glaze? I swear, I almost welled up with tears at the very sound of these words coming from my 7-year-old. The very fact that he knows what zest is, or that a grape cake does not […]
By Allie Wade I feel like I’ve officially become a mother. Today. It happened. I received my very first “I hate you.” For a kid who I have never heard use the word “hate,” he sure had a list of things that he hated. He hated me. He hated our car. He hated our […]
By Allie Wade I’m trying to channel my inner Carrie Bradshaw right now. I found this cute nook in a coffee shop with exposed brick, vintage furniture and weird inspirational art. Nevermind that my little spot is the upstairs section in this coffee shop and it is appropriately 300 degrees up here. Combine that with […]
By Sheana Ochoa On the morning Adam Lanza discharged countless bullets on two rooms full of children and staff in Connecticut I was sound asleep next to my four-year-old son in Los Angeles. His grandpa was visiting and using his room so he slept with Mommy and Daddy. On the morning of the […]
The trickiest part about being a parent is justifying how much lying you should do. Ok, maybe it isn’t the trickiest part, but it can make you feel a little funny, especially while in school learning about how messed up people are mostly because of their parents. Am I going to turn Baylor […]
By: Melissa Mensavage When it started I was sitting there rubbing my cold, clammy feet together waiting in the crisp, mauve-pink paper vest and sheet laying across my lap. I was wondering how long this was going to take and how soon I could get back to the office when the doctor walked in. We […]
By Barbara Matousek I spent much of this past weekend in the black leather rocker that was my nearly constant companion before I had kids. I used to spend hours in that chair, rocking and reading, losing myself for days in a Toni Morrison novel or the latest issue of Best American Short […]
I went to a concert with my sister last night. I haven’t been to a show in ages and forgot how late they are. I had a single beer before the show and by 9:15 before the headliner even came on, I was glassy eyed and yawning. And it was raining outside… so that just […]
By Barbara Matousek The cold, fall rain comes down fast as we pull forward in the St. Mary’s parking lot, and Sam points to the small white statue on the west side of the building. “There’s Jesus’s mom,” he says. “Yep,” I say. “That’s Mary.” Anyone who knows me will tell you that I […]
