The RNC is in Florida, and this is a political rant

August 28, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

Okay, I don't typically get all political, but here's my say… not all Republicans are pot-belly, misogynistic, religiously intolerant, homophobic, baby-killing, gun-toting, racist, old white guys. Some of us are working SAHMs who believe in marriage equality, that all woman have the right to be autonomous in their reproductive health, are socially liberal, and fiscally … Continue reading The RNC is in Florida, and this is a political rant

The hurricane that wasn’t

August 28, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 5 Comments

Tropical Storm Isaac is tracking west, away from the Florida Panhandle, but aiming directly at New Orleans. With an uncanny, if not cruel, sense of timing, the storm is expected to make landfall seven years to the day after Hurricane Katrina. I'm worried for my NOLA friends. They don't need another storm hit. The good … Continue reading The hurricane that wasn’t

A gift of a day

August 25, 2012January 8, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 8 Comments

I went out to the beach today, more in an effort to calm my anxiety over this pending storm headed our way than for my weekly photo hike. Skipping around to various locations, I was heartened to see tourists and locals still out enjoying the sand and sun. I even happened upon a small beach … Continue reading A gift of a day

A slip of the tongue

August 23, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 17 Comments

I took The Boy into town this week to buy a pair of skate shoes. The Hellboy cat has this annoying habit of sitting in people's shoes and peeing. His latest impromptu litter box belonged to his Boy. My presence was requested on this shopping trip because I'm easier than his dad to talk into … Continue reading A slip of the tongue

End of the line?

August 22, 2012January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

I was so smug. I produced a male heir, a solitary namesake for two families. He was perfect with his golden hazel eyes, corn silk hair, and gossamer skin. Then his body betrayed him. A burn vandalized his angelic face. An angry red scar spread from his sweet strawberry lips to his peach fuzz ear. … Continue reading End of the line?

The right tools for a fight

August 16, 2012January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 3 Comments

Occasionally, I go on a tear and feel the need to be productive. Usually my yard is the target of my zeal. Earlier this summer I took it upon myself to rake our backyard. We have two rather large pin oaks that shade most of the yard. They also shed their leaves year 'round. These … Continue reading The right tools for a fight