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  • The Good Luck

    Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more

  • 25th Street, Oakland has changed; Staying home vrs going out with twins

    Saturday morning, 7:40AM. Babies still quiet, house quiet but light. Coffee good, toast sweet and chewy. Sky grey and rainy. Husband on weekend get-away to Vegas to see fight. It’s… Read more

  • Busted Lip

    3:47 PM, not Naptime, not Morning Time. It’s Pig Time. Cartoon Time. Jack and Fiona are watching Charlotte’s Web 2, the volume low, the babies quiet. Fed blackberries, turkey and… Read more

  • Opening Night and The Collaborative Future

    I’m doing something really bad right now, something that I normally wouldn’t do. It’s naptime, 1:28PM and I just made myself a hot cup of joe and it’s good. I… Read more

  • Anxiety

    The fine balance between worry and letting go, between control and trusting. Last night as thoughts and worries flooded my mind; what will the show look like at Room (we… Read more

  • Set Up Day! And my little Basketball star!

    6:49AM Monday morning, babies still sleeping, outside the fog rests low in the sky. Today Carl and I are delivering our work to Room Gallery in Mill Valley. I can’t… Read more

  • Dis-Locations

    Saturday morning, just past seven AM, babies still quiet. I’ve got my nice hot cup of Joe and sunflower butter toast. I haven’t written all week; I’ve been working diligently… Read more

  • They’re Two! 

    We made it! Jack and Fiona are Two years and one day old. They had their big birthday bash yesterday, and it was great! I said I would never have… Read more

  • Glad to be on this side of Yesterday

    Yum, my coffee is good this morning. My toast just right, I picked the right chair. It’s 5:49 A.M. Saturday. I’m the first one up, woken by a ships fog… Read more

  • Naptime

    Naptime. Chimes blowing outside my window. Muffled voices from the landscapers working across the street. A crows faint cawing. The truck engine starts, I hear a cough from Jack. I… Read more

  • Time Flies

     Here it is, or should I say here I am. My one year anniversary writing my DirtyLaundryBlog.com ! I can’t believe a years gone by already, and that I’ve written… Read more

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