ihopeiwinatoaster

Twelve years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

The What For

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Three times in twenty-four hours, I was asked the same question - nearly the same phrasing.  Each time, the answer got more complicated.  A...
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Friday, April 7, 2017

On Meatballs and "Stuf" (sic)

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When we were kids - and by we I mean me and maybe two others - I listened to a lot of comedy records.  Weirdly, nearly everyone I knew had ...
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Friday, March 10, 2017

"Hope Takes a Hit"

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I sit, perhaps too frequently, at our dining room table. I face the backyard and watch the finches and titmice scurry, flit and flutter a...
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Why You Can't Pin Memory on a Timeline

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Memory baffles me.  The process of it.  As I get older, approaching fifty-six, I look back with anything but clarity.  I've tried to ho...
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Friday, January 27, 2017

Love and Stuff: An Accidental Ode

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Christmas came and went, didn't it?  I wasn't too heavy into it this year, I can't say why, it just didn't resonate as deep...
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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Matches

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It flares with a sizzle, a sound fresh and new which echoes back old and frail.  The sulfur scent lingers on my fingers and still hides in ...
Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Stone Broken Heart and Wildflower

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It's been a while.  I hope you've been well. I've been having nightmares, dreams of loss and separation.  In one, Nick and Za...
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