Books 2013


I read 23 books in 2013 (no bemoaning how small that number is today) and seven of them I considered five star titles:

  • Blindness by Jose Saramago
  • Teacher Man by Frank McCourt
  • Disgrace by J.M. Coetzee
  • The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
  • Half the Sky
  • Wild by Cheryl Strayed
  • Tiny Beautiful Things by Cheryl Strayed

I am toying with the idea of stepping away from book clubs for a time. I am juggling three, sometimes four, right now and I simply don't have the energy or time to embrace them with any degree of joy. I need reading to be an escape rather than a chore. My personality lends itself to consistency rather than casual attendance and not participating fully is bothering me so I just need some time away to breathe. Maybe.

Favorite Albums 2013

Late, yes. Disorganized, yes. Made with love, but of course!

My list of favorite albums this year is in rough descending order. I would definitely say the albums at the top of the list I groove to more intimately than those toward the bottom, but I wouldn't go so far to say as any two or three adjacent albums are in order of preference. Similar to my lifestyle and philosophies, life is getting more relaxed and free form as I get older, so it's only fitting that this annual list mirror that.

Also, if you are so inclined, you can always listen to the 50 or so latest albums I'm listening to on my main playlist here.

Samantha Crain, Kid Face
Jason Isbell,
The National
Gregory Alan Isakov
Wild Belle
The Hems
Avett Brothers
Laura Veirs
Frank Turner
Thao and the Get Down Stay Down
The Front Bottoms
Alela Diane
Laura Marling
Arcade Fire
Caitlin Rose
Neko Case
Jarah Jarosz
Mount Moriah
Patty Griffin
Kings of Leon
Wild Feathers
Allison Weiss
Kopecky Family Band
Iron and Wine


I was running through lists in my mind this morning of everything I needed to put in place for Tessa's birthday and generally thinking about how big a day this is for her. And then I remembered that she's the person that made me a momma and this is an anniversary for me too. A big day.

I'll be honest and admit that despite my naïve hopes to the contrary, Tessa has become hormonal and semi-unpleasant a good chunk of the time and I don't handle it with very much grace. But watching her with her friends tonight, which I thought would be wholly unpleasant since 13 year old girls are kind of awful, I am smitten in love for my wonderful girl. I'm so proud of her good character and budding sense of smug snark. Thirteen will be bumpy no doubt, but I have no doubt where her center lies and know she will bring more good into this world than it was found with previously. That, has been my one true goal.

Happy birthday baby.

Here we go

This is how my soon to be thirteen year old has chosen to decorate her birthday sleepover tonight. Apparently whimsy isn't quite dead. But as I sit in the trenches, I'm telling you that the score is close. Welcome teen years.



Both my girls got glasses this week. One is thrilled about this change, one not so much. I'll let you guess which one.