Author: Autumn

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About Writing

My week in haiku – 8/27

Autumn

Drive to the dentist
And coax my kid’s mouth open
To look at her teeth

Walk in the hot sun
To play at an awesome park
Water’s gone — head home

The sound of water
Flowing over many rocks
This river smells weird

A yellow jacket
It came to investigate
We fled in terror

Raiding the grapevine
They aren’t remotely ripe yet
Sour through and through

Muse

Splatfest

Autumn

Given how easy they are, I’m not sure why I don’t make crepes for breakfast more often.

Anyway

I like to plan a family activity every weekend. Usually nothing big — as long as it’s something for all of us.

My oldest has been super excited for Splatoon 3 to be released for over a year now. So, when I learned about the special pre-release splatfest, I pulled out my phone and put it on the calendar so I wouldn’t forget.

We’ve spent the entire day gaming, with plenty of junk food

Observations

The Forbidden Chronicles – 4

Autumn

The dark secret that no one talks about is that working moms grow up to be working grandmas.

The daughters that you were never around to help grow into mothers who are still struggling to make it through without you. Your grandchildren treat you like a stranger, because they only see you on holidays even though you don’t live that far away. Your job is still bitching at you about taking too much time off work.

So you buy yourself a new car, because that’s all you have left in your life.

And you wonder why your children and grandchildren don’t want to follow in your footsteps.

About Me

Love

Autumn

Last year or so, I got into an online argument with someone. 😀

I don’t, usually. I’m perfectly aware that it’s a fruitless waste of time, so why bother, etc, etc, etc. But this one guy was all, “Men don’t need women,” and I wanted to blow off some steam.

Women are really only necessary if you want a future for humankind.

Anyway, that guy elaborated his comment to mean that love flows in one direction, going God -> Man -> Woman -> Child. God loves men, men love women, women love children, but children apparently don’t love anything? Except for maybe their pet cat. And cats love food. No arguments there.

Ha ha, I can’t even blog about this without making fun of it.

So, according to this guy’s logic, men get all their love from God, and therefore don’t need women.

I imagine that this guy’s life story is very lonely and depressing.

Love is significantly more interconnected than that. I know that as a mother, I feel an enormous amount of love from my children. They like to pick flowers for me, or climb to the top of the jungle gym and shout, “MOM I LOVE YOU!” They also love Dad, and like to get his favorite candy at the grocery store, or help him with his work.

As a family, we all very much love each other. The idea of one of us not needing the others is absurd.

Don’t go around assuming that men don’t need love from their wives and children — they very much do. Far more than they let on, too.

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About Me

Different

Autumn

People always act like the only reason why I’m Different is because I don’t know how to be normal.

Normal isn’t that hard to figure out. I know that I could put on a pair of stretch pants and start talking about tHe LAteSt dISneY MOviE, but I chose not to.

Because I know that I’m the only person that has to live with myself 24/7 for the rest of my life.

So I might as well be the sort of person that I like.

And I don’t like normal.

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Stories

My week in haiku – 8/20

Autumn

A crash and a cry
My child slipped on the stairs
And scraped her elbow

*

The life of a mom
Is chock-full of sleepless nights
I’m so exhausted

*

Biscuits n gravy
A delicious breakfast here
Fresh from the freezer 🙂

*

Soft white corriedale
Spinning wool into some yarn
On a drop spindle

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Tiny sweet meows
With many sharp little claws
Kittens are abound