This is my great-uncle Sherman.
For most of his life, he lived in a wooden structure that I would not call a house, and that was only accessible by a foot bridge.
He built furniture, and drank beer.
I believe he would be considered below the poverty line, though I’m not sure that he wanted for anything. He was an example of how to get by with little to nothing, and how to enjoy doing so.
A reminder that I don’t need all of this shit to make me happy. Just a roof, simple food, my love, and a fire to warm my feet (and many animal bones for Lola).
3 months ago on February 22, 2012 at 11:40pm
My favorite present received…ever, and the nicest thing that I own.
I am very lucky to have the family that I have. They are eternally generous and ever lovely.
Starting out is hard, but they made it easier, a million times over.
4 months ago on January 23, 2012 at 11:59am
Mister and my Mother.
Christmas 2011.
They are good friends and that tickles me.
4 months ago on January 15, 2012 at 06:38pm
Before I get any farther with the China adventures, I would like to share this with you.
This is my father. I’ve written chapters about the similarities between my father and I, and this is just another item to add to the list.
Here he was: 22 and just as confused then as I am now. Trying to find himself in the mountains of Europe and the deserts of Morocco. Wide-eyed and full of wanderlust. I have never felt closer.
1 year ago on June 01, 2011 at 10:59am
Weekend in Review: April 22nd - 24th
This past week was the last week I had any school related responsibilities, and while it wasn’t technically difficult, I feel as though I climbed a mountain, mentally. It was all I could do to motivate myself to put any words down on paper, let alone any sensical ones. After a few days of almost-work, I skipped out of town on Thursday and headed for the hills. Waiting for me was my mister, the green (freshly watered) hills of Webster Co, and his our niece and nephew.
This little guy will be a month old tomorrow and I can’t even believe I’ve only seen him twice.
Friday, Ben and I babysat Baby Jack while his big sister got some quality time with her Mom and Dad. And by that I mean that Ben laid on the couch and called out demands for baby snuggles while I mixed bottles, changed diapers, burped baby, changed vomity baby gowns. If this is any indication of how it will be when we have children, I am in for an…. interesting life.
Saturday was spent running errands for Mama Val and eating at Cracker Barrel. We did manage to take the long way home and find some lovely little treasures in the country.
I could not even tell you what twisted little back road on which we found this abandoned house. I kind of loved it there.
Those floors were surprisingly sturdy, despite the foliage making its way through the boards.
That house had some really beautiful bones, and given an extra 50,000 and the deed to the house, I could probably make a pretty decent place to live.
1 year ago on April 24, 2011 at 11:04pm
Benjamin and baby Jack snuggled up for a midday nap.
1 year ago on April 24, 2011 at 04:38pm
Oh sure. Go on and act like this isn’t the cutest baby. He’ll be one month old tomorrow. Time really is relative.
1 year ago on April 24, 2011 at 04:27pm
“Valli was being real sweet, kissin Jack and rubbin on him. I held him for a bit, but he didn’t like it.”
-My mister on his niece and nephew, today.
This is the cutest thing I’ve seen all day.
1 year ago on April 20, 2011 at 08:12pm
Even though this is waiting for me at the other end of these papers. I still can’t seem to find any motivation to finish start these papers. I just want to close my eyes and wake up on Saturday morning, papers done, with babies needing snuggles, and pancakes that need eating.
1 year ago on April 20, 2011 at 04:11pm
I get to see her in a few days. Hopefully she hasn’t killed her little pish yet.
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1 year ago on April 19, 2011 at 11:10pm
This is my little bro. Well, younger. He is 19. He’s a freshman in college.
I feel like I am watching him make all the mistakes that I made, and then a few of his own, and I can do nothing to stop it, and that makes my heart hurt.
Maybe my children will get lucky and they’ll all be born at once so they don’t have to watch each other grow up.
1 year ago on April 08, 2011 at 02:02am
He doesn’t know how to hold babies. He better be thanking his lucky stars that baby holding expertise is not on my list of qualifications for future husbands. Although I’m prone to making exceptions for that sweet man.
1 year ago on March 31, 2011 at 04:46pm
That relationship is going to be a little rough for a while. She is two and three quarters, and I can tell that the next two months are going to be a transition time for that little family.
In the above picture she is shoving a snake made of Model Magic into his face and hissing.
This summer I will be living with those two and taking care of that baby all day everyday, and I don’t think that there is anything that I am more excited about.
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1 year ago on March 28, 2011 at 11:34am
