Category Archives: MamaKat

If I Were Brave…{Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop}

  I often just watch him. I’ll ask him; “Do you want to go on the swings?” as we watch Giovanni pump his little legs and squeal in delight as daddy pushes him higher and higher into the sky. Many times, he doesn’t even answer, just waves his hand at me, channeling a little old…

Words,Words, Sweet Glorious Words {Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop}

  My love for Quotes and Harry Potter is deep and true.                           Mama Kat asked us to share 6 of our favorite quotes as one of her Writing Workshop prompts, I couldn’t decide and then didn’t want to stop at 10. I…

Pardon Me {Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop}

    There are quite a few things that I am not especially good at. Baking from scratch (honestly wouldn’t know where to start and truthfully? Don’t want to) Camping  (ummmm, No. Never) Blogging (honestly 8 years in and some days I am quite sure that I don’t know what the hell I’m doing) Telling…

Red Revolution

With a pencil I outline, laying out my territory, giving myself a map to follow. While there is pink swept up the landscape of my face, blues and grays fighting to kiss my eyelids and a lavish brown brushing my lashes, holding them like soldiers at attention, the tint cannot be watermelon or rose. This…

I’m Thankful Every Day For the Gift

      Little or Large. Wrapped or Unwrapped. A sweet or (insert tears) unwelcome surprise. I love gifts in all their costumes. The everyday miracles: the giggles of my sons an email from a colleague                                 an unexpected call from my best friend or text from my husband.                                 Sometimes it’s just the store…

Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop:The Silly Songs of Childhood

(This post first appeared here as part of TRDC RemebeRED in 2011, I brought it back, because whenever I think of this day I still smile…and sing.)   August 1978 You think that people would have had enough of silly love songs….. My bare feet are trying to avoid the parts of driveway that are…

Capturing Memories: Kind & Hopeful

I am Kind and Hopeful I wonder what it feels like to have all your dreams come true I hear the door to my heart open wide every day I see all the sides and colors of this crazy, wonderful world. I want to know the end of the story I am Kind and Hopeful…

The Post Where My Sons Prove They Don’t Know Anything About Sex

 We drive home the same way every day. After my sons settle into their car seats after negotiating who sits behind Mommy or Daddy, they ask for the “Toy Prince” or “Home Alone” and we push buttons until the instrumental songs from Tchaikovsky come pouring through the speakers. It is March, but they are still…

Pour My Heart Out: Listen: The LYTM Audition

    I wore Yellow because I’ve been told it’s my “color”. I had been awake in the early morning hours, going over the words I had typed and retyped. The words I had spoken out loud to myself, had made my husband pause the NY Rangers game and listen to, the words that I had…

Because It Wasn’t Enough

I’m going to be honest, it took me all day to hit publish on this post. And a near panic attack. thank you Angie and my best friend Lisa for taking the time to read it for me. While it might change the way some of you see me,  or it might make you think…

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