I've been warned not to use Totes Magoats as a title because it has nothing to do with my content. However, I'm ignoring that warning because I like Totes Magoats so much I *want* it as my title. It makes me giggle, it's fun to say, and it is completely meaningless. And if I don't... Continue Reading →
The other day, I saw a woman who looked and moved so much like my sister that I felt a little flutter of excitement. For a brief moment, I thought "oh, she's here! she came to visit me!" And then I realized it wasn't her, and my heart fell. And I knew from the pain... Continue Reading →
Years ago, a friend told me about something his old university did that was so sensible, it has always stuck with me. He said that when the campus was first established, the administration didn't lay down sidewalks right away. They allowed people to walk wherever they chose, making their own paths from one building to... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, my husband and I participated in a city-wide event called Parke Diem, involving hundreds of volunteers working at sites across the city on different projects. According to the website, projects ranged from repairing playing fields to removing invasive species. There must have been activities within that range, but I don't know specifically what they were.... Continue Reading →
Every year, on my birthday, I wake up feeling like this. I want to wander into the mountains in a really ugly dress and sing at the top of my lungs. This would be my ideal celebration. And when I start thinking about this scene, I remember that its originator, Julie Andrews, shares my birthday.... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 