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Archive of the posts written by author : Robin.

Dismissive

Sitting around the dinner table last night sneaking a few bites of dinner before Sandy arrived home, we talked about Auden’s return to Kindergarten after a three day stomach virus. Wearing the full regalia of vulnerability the way only small children can, Auden moaned…

My response email to my mom on Earth Day

In response to my mother’s earth day greetings email;  it felt too much like a post not to blog it: ——————— Happy Earth Day to you, too, Mom! The boys are out camping and enjoying nature appropriately. It’s the Kindergarten class camping trip,…

Bronchial brain

Yesterday I accidentally overdosed on Mucinex DM.  Given the diversity of drugs in my medicine cabinet, it could have been much worse.  Still, who knew that cold medicine was that potent?  I spent the entirety of the day in bed with my eyes…

Reeds

My son pours both lungs into a choppy sequence of scales, repeatedly missing one note switch.  He starts again, and one or both dogs whine along with him.  Really there’s nothing to do but cook during the thirty minutes of clarinet then oboe…

Hat’s Off

It had been a perfectly normal meal, meaning a frantic orchestra of a family of four struggling to sit down together before the five year old’s (Odd) bedtime.  My older son, E, juggled and distributed the table settings, as I grabbed an assortment…

Just what have I signed up for?

Last Thursday after a day at the office that pleasantly ended with a surprise invitation to run with a co-worker around Lake Merrit, I trundled home on my bike, choked down a quick dinner with my sons and husband, fed the dogs, and…

The 4th Dimension

I’ve always had trouble understanding how time was the 4th dimension. Recently, though, I’ve been thinking a lot about time: specifically the quantification of it, or in most of our cases, the specific lack of enough of it. Parenting seems to be a massive…

Infectious

I donated blood last week.  It was the third time in the last year, but after a gap almost a decade long.  Forever ago, I worked in downtown San Francisco, and for nearly ten years I would donate at the Blood Centers of…

Magic words

I write when I struggle.  Words help me process, and blogging allows me to share it with others without it being a deep, sit-down discussion.  I feel little need to keep secret my health and mental health issues.  I aim for authenticity, as…

Ran

In 2016 I ran.  I actually began in late 2015.  I ran my first race, the Berkeley 10K in November of 2015.  From November to November I completed almost a dozen 5K or 10K races and one 12K.  This coming Saturday I was…