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On many a given morning, since the birth of our daughter, I’m in the kitchen trying to make breakfast, simultaneously managing lunch making and both children’s immediate needs. Sometimes I’m succeeding. And sometimes I’m overwhelmed as the baby is in the high chair lets me know very loudly she’s in need of something else. Right…
With a heavy sad heart, I convey the news that last night, Mark’s Dad passed away while in hospice care. He was released from his tired body and has moved on to his soul’s next purpose. His passing was at the end of a gradual decline as we watched congestive heart failure take him day…
If you didn’t know, I married a lighting guy. And three years ago, lighting guy husband named Mark bought his own gear and began a business called On Your Mark Lighting Design and Equipment. (If you want to see the pretty pictures of his work, wait for the next post. Because it’s coming.) He now…
Welcome my husband Mark and his second post. It’s a manly subject this one. I don’t get it… I found myself pondering the meaning of something I saw dangling from the trailer hitch of a pick up truck driving next to me. At first it appeared to be some sort of trailer adaptor. Maybe an…
When last I spoke of the stove, the story wasn’t going well. Sears had “messed” up. All their kiss butt customer service people couldn’t put it back together again. And I had given up hope. But not Mark (or Kathy). No. He was the picture of perseverance. He went online to a company called PartSimple…
I’ve seen the light …as art. Currently there’s an exhibit at the Academy Art Museum in Easton, Maryland that is about light as art. Being a lighting director, My husband requested a visit to the James Turrell Perspectives exhibit for Father’s Day. Information on this is here (the exhibit has since closed). It was pretty cool….
As you may know, men shop differently than women. If you’ve got a plan of shopping action, he’s willing to here it and execute it. But there’ll be no lollygagging and meandering about aimlessly for items. The first Christmas season we spent together, we went to the Towson (Maryland) Mall and went separate ways to…
It is my privilege and honor to step aside today for my guest author, a fabulous man whom I’m very smitten with and sleep next to nightly. Let me introduce Mark Peach, my husband and father of my son plus one, here today to share his fatherly perspective in his own charming and funny fashion….
“There are too many things that I want to do,” I say to my husband outside the shower he’s taking. He says, “Don’t you mean, need to do?” I think and I say, “No, I do mean ‘want to do’ ”. Sort out my conflicted feelings about my family. Or organize all of my kid’s…
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