Author Archives: Mrs. Spit

(Extra)Ordinary

Posted on December 10, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Some years this post comes easily. Some years it is written in June. Not this year. This was written last week. **** This summer as the pregnancy memories in Facebook started showing up, I turned the notifications off, one by … Continue reading →

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Granny Grad Student Reflects

Posted on December 6, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I am almost done my first semester. By almost done, I should finish the final paper. It’s 80% written, but I’ve gone and found a bunch more sources, so it’s quite possible I’m going to rewrite it. I’ve taken to … Continue reading →

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And a Pot of Habitant

Posted on December 3, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

The man my mother was dating, the man I call a sort of step father now, tells me that he uses the day he last spoke to you as a day of reflection. You come to me differently. At the … Continue reading →

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Lying

Posted on November 28, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I wasn’t lying, although I appreciated the question. I have had a cold for three weeks now. I am an average of 67% mucus, which means that I am constantly sniffling and blowing my nose. My eyes are red. I … Continue reading →

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Who Stand and Wait

Posted on November 5, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I can tell you what the problems are. In a very real sense, they aren’t problems. I will roll off this project and it will become someone else’s problem. It won’t get better, but it won’t be my pile of … Continue reading →

Posted in The language of families | 3 Comments

Data Points

Posted on October 30, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

The night we told the children, I texted my best friend that I didn’t think I could do this. She told me I could. And I did. As I was driving home from Montana, I texted a friend and told … Continue reading →

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Mr Rogers

Posted on October 25, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Dear Ben: I will make this apology to you on Sunday night, when I continue reading the adventures of Bad Kitty. It will happen right after I read to your sister from Anne of Green Gables. I will apologize, and … Continue reading →

Posted in The Cheerful Agnostic, The language of families, the nieces and nephews | 1 Comment

E-1

Posted on October 20, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

If you’ve never spent time around a campaign office (and if you haven’t, you should. Everyone should volunteer on a campaign at least once!) E-1 might not make sense. It means the eve of the election. It’s 9pm here in … Continue reading →

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140 KM an Hour with Tears in my Eyes

Posted on October 19, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I have struggled with how to start this. The lab results they handed to me. The sinking feeling. When I thought my knees might buckle. I could start with the scene in the kitchen – the part where Christie looked … Continue reading →

Posted in The language of families, the nieces and nephews | 6 Comments

All those things that don’t change come what may

Posted on September 30, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Douglas popped in and out of my life. Like many of the adults of my childhood, he moved in an unknown and unknowable rhythm. He’d ring the doorbell, stay for coffee, stay for dinner, stay for the night, stay for … Continue reading →

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