Foraging Squirrel’s New Year Toast to You

In epic Foraging Squirrel form I have decided to start 2013 fresh and clean by painting the interior of my house, ahem, again. Goodbye murky blue, so long brownish greeny semi-demi-beige, sayonara wacky khaki— I’m going to surround myself in light— I’m going white! This white, by the way, is not any normal fall by […]

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Thoughts From an American Mom

I sat in my car yesterday watching the rain hit my windshield in huge droplets, one after the other, listening to the heartbreaking updates on Sandy Hook.  It seemed fitting that it was raining, the drops representing the millions of tears falling across America right then for the children. I was crying too, I’d been […]

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Look Me In The Eye…or…maybe not.

Merry Christmas! Your Child is Autistic! When my son was a toddler I remember looking at my husband and saying, “You know, if I didn’t initiate interaction with Max, I don’t think he would ever try and talk to me.”  It was true. Lomax, my son, could sit for hours stacking a line of blocks […]

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Blog-A-thon Madness!

Bloggers are a little wacky. I say this because it takes one to know one. Biltrix hit it on the head with his comparison to Clark Kent in his post Clark Kent quits his job at the Daily Planet to become a blogger! 8. By day I’m a mild mannered glasses wearing momma but by […]

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The Joy of Christ or Why I Was Such A Mess At Mass

On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future. A vast similitude interlocks all, […]

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I Demand SILENCE… or something similar!

I love silence. I mute commercials. I’ve been known to wear headphones just to muffle the sounds around me. People think i’m listening to music, but no, I just don’t want to hear them. I don’t want to hear abut my coworker’s foot fungus (really, who does?) or listen to the never-ending torture of a […]

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Where’s the LOVE?

I was born in Texas and grew up as a military brat in a staunchly conservative right-wing family.  I didn’t always agree with every belief my family held but I realized eventually that it wasn’t worth questioning because I never changed anyone’s mind but did raise blood pressure.  I moved almost every two years of […]

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