It happened again. Another anniversary crept up on me before I even realized it was happening. It turns out today is the 3rd anniversary of our move to Maryland. If this is news to you, and you really want the back story, there are links at the end of this post. For the purposes of … Continue reading Three Years Later
Month: September 2016
A Brick, A Big Black Snake, and Some Hot Action – Adventure Camp Concludes
North Bay, on the beach. Copyright TaraKA & the Tara Chronicles, 2016. Morning When we arrived back at camp on day 3, already there was a humid haze hanging over camp. This morning’s breakfast selection included pancakes, and cereal. Pancakes are unkind to the blood sugars, but I decided to dismiss my worries over … Continue reading A Brick, A Big Black Snake, and Some Hot Action – Adventure Camp Concludes
Head Lice, Harnesses, and Wetlands – Adventure Camp, Day 2
The "advanced" ropes course. Copyright TaraKA & The Tara Chronicles, 2016. Okay, not really. Nobody got head lice. And, before I get sued for slander, nobody got head lice at North Bay. We arrived back at camp around 8 a.m. just as everyone was lining up for breakfast. Breakfast consisted of scrambled eggs with cheese, … Continue reading Head Lice, Harnesses, and Wetlands – Adventure Camp, Day 2
Idyllic Adventure Camp, Giant Swing, and Frog’s Spit
North Bay Adventure Camp. Photo copyright TaraKA and Tara Chronicles, 2016. As the mother of a Type 1 child, I’ve been on many field trips either as chaperone or just as “nurse.” I’ve been to an arts institute, a technical high school, the Amish Farm, Fair Hill Nature Center (3 years in a row), the local … Continue reading Idyllic Adventure Camp, Giant Swing, and Frog’s Spit
It’s Not You, It’s Me
I’ve been so caught up in obligations and commitments and the busy-ness of a new school year – not to mention a perpetually sour mood – I’ve barely spoken to anyone. My dad called me this morning with a great big “well” – since we haven’t had a decent conversation in 2 weeks. I haven’t … Continue reading It’s Not You, It’s Me
November 15, 1987
We’re back from our weekend getaway. We got in around 10 p.m. Friday night at Jeff’s parents’ house. I met both parents and they’re very nice. Jeff and I went out driving later – very fast, but I wasn’t afraid. We talked about very strange things, like death and the afterlife. Saturday morning Mike and … Continue reading November 15, 1987
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