Notes On Parenting: Everything works for five minutes

On the top shelf above my desk, I have a collection of framed photos of my husband’s family, my family, our family together. I see the curls Dave sported as a child echoed in my daughter’s hair when she was six. My own kid hair– straight as a poker– frames my middle son’s face in one photo. The pictures stacked one in front of the other so that when I look up…

Eating Clean (and the wisdom of cupcakes)

This post has been re-written like twelve times so far. I’m wrestling with the post because all I can think about are cupcakes. True story. When I went to Panera Bread this week the sign on the door informed me that all of their ingredients were now “clean.” I thought to myself, “I hope they have cupcakes and I don’t care how ‘clean’ they are.” I do care, though, a little. If…

Rebel, rebel and all that…

My latest podcast for The Wilderness Journal is up this week. I hope you’ll take a minute to listen in! My focus this episode was rebellion but of course, it ends up being about much more than that– writing, parenting, Mountain Goats concerts that start at 10pm… Listen here on Ancient Faith and if you dig it, phone a friend…or just send them a link 🙂  

Beginning Clean (book excerpt)

Beginning Clean (on fasting and failing) Let the mouth also fast from disgraceful speeches and railings. For what does it profit if we abstain from fish and fowl and yet bite and devour our brothers and sisters? The evil speaker eats the flesh of his brother and bites the body of his neighbor. —St. John Chrysostom The Lenten journey is not about what you cannot eat. It’s about what you pray from…

Nearly Orthodox, the movie!

My son, Henry asked me last week when I told him my book was coming out soon if I thought it would be made into a movie and I laughed. I guess it’s not completely crazy but it is fairly crazy-ish. In any case, no, it’s not a movie. That was a deliberate attempt to entice you to read the post, I admit it. Sorry. But because the countdown in on for the…

Day Twenty-Two: St. Nicholas

Being raised Catholic, when I think of the Feast of St. Nicholas I am always reminded of chocolate coins. Every December 5th we’d pull out the Christmas stockings and hang them on the mantel and in the morning we’d wake to find the stockings filled in the night by “St. Nick.” There were stickers and markers and bags of chocolate coins. Though many people think first of Santa Claus and “Jolly ol…