Family | Karen Andrews - Part 15

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Family•Life / March 24th, 2012

Oh Hai, Cleaning Up

Can’t blog. Cleaning up after (teeny tiny) party. May be some time….

Family•Life / March 17th, 2012

What Happens On Days After the Night Before*

Last night was the birthday bash of a good friend of ours and this is – luckily – the only evidence of said party: a post-11pm shot of we merry two before we had to leave and get back to the babysitter. As we walked home together, a couple of teenagers were out on the…

Family•Life / March 16th, 2012

Have Wheels, Will *uck It Up

I’ve had this bike for years now and the number of times it’s been out and used wouldn’t even hit double-digits. I’m somewhat ashamed of this statistic, considering how often Adam rides his bike into the city and the zeal with which many friends and colleagues use theirs on a daily basis. I wanted this…

Family•Life / March 13th, 2012

Such As It Is

As is typically the way when we go camping, we’ve come home with minor bugs. My throat scratches and I keep feeling flushed. Nothing a little rest can’t sort out, I’m sure. I want to bank up some time to devote to this space; I don’t feel like I’ve been keeping it properly. I…

Family•Life / March 11th, 2012

Camping Glory

I smell, I’m tired, I’m quite badly sunburned (naughty, naughty, I know), and I could quite possibly be in bed before 8pm. We’ve been away with friends since Friday afternoon and it has been glorious fun. Riley had his sixth birthday up there – more on that later – but just look at the countryside….

Family•Life•Making a Difference / March 8th, 2012

‘Second Day’, International Women’s Day

‘Second Day’ That blood crusted crown, soft bone plates, pushed by birthing into cone-like shape. The arbitrary beeping and calling throughout the ward; the scuffling of nurses shoes announce their arrival – I often pretended to be asleep when they peeked through the door from the corridor, except when I didn’t, when I waved one…

Family•Life•Read / February 23rd, 2012

Acclimatising

Learning a new game together on the ipad My desk is less than a minute away from here Straight lines and shadows, abound My Thursdays and Fridays are given over to writing: this is the theory. However like many theories of mine it is one that is thwarted by a lot of excuse-making and judgements-of-convenience….

Family•Life / February 19th, 2012

Three Years

Three Years Composure seems like fakery designed to trick our souls out of feeling. But the blatant fact remains: grief is inconvenient and consumes precious hours that would be better spent in the employ of reason or menial errands – or so my mind tries to say. There were days when I had no…

Family•Life / February 14th, 2012

And Before You Know It

… everything comes back: the necessity of scoping out the best possible places to eat at lunch, the divide between the great range of eating options within walking distance versus whatever is quick and easy and cheap that you can take back to your desk; perving on the reading material of fellow passengers on the…

Family•Life / February 10th, 2012

Today

Today saw me catch a dream run into Brunswick, even at the tail end of peak hour traffic on Alexandra Parade, and thanks to arriving early for a meeting appointment I was able to grab a coffee on Sydney Rd. Sitting in the cafe, as I am above, I watched the people go by until…

Family•Life / February 8th, 2012

We Who Are Left, All Shine On*

Any emotion, if it is sincere, is involuntary. Mark Twain. If there is one thing I notice about blogging, as both a writer and a reader, is that sometimes we do not take ourselves out of our stories enough to get the proper perspective needed to determine whether we’re telling them properly. Not unrelated to…

Family•Life / February 7th, 2012

Riley’s First Day

Second shot, clockwise from bottom left: stepping over the threshold into his classroom, his name at his desk, Adam holding my hand on the way home to keep me from blubbering or, to put it another way, losing mah shit. Riley is only on half days this week before moving on to full days next…

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