As of Friday, May 30, our oldest offspring has come out to Portland to live. For the time being (emphasis his), he will be staying with us until he gets his feet on the ground. He comes our way after living on his own for six years in Lansing, Michigan, where he attended Michigan State... Continue Reading →
I got a new driver's license for driving in my new state. It has my new, much shorter license number, obviously a new picture, and a completely new name. My previous one reflected my hyphenated name, Vicencio-Currell, which I carried to maintain official connection with my children through high school. It was silly, really, because... Continue Reading →
Thank you to my mother, who taught me a love of bacon and butter, who gave me her blue eyes and singing voice; nursed me through such multiple childhood illnesses I might have been Frederic Chopin; from whom I got my compulsive love of reading; who told me to never EVER alter my vocabulary for... Continue Reading →
I have pneumonia. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGMnnQUZ9R8 I know this not because I've been to a doctor -- that's scheduled for 10:45 this morning, an appointment set frantically on my smart phone in the wee, dark hours of the morning -- but because I have a crackling sound in my breath when I exhale. It's an evil sound,... Continue Reading →
I've been at the job hunt for four months now. I only started in January, after the boys' visit was over. We decided I'd take some time after we got here in September to orient myself to the new surroundings, to help Sophia with transportation and university tours, and I needed every minute of those... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 