Big Little Wolf's Daily Plate of Crazy

Anyone who’s worked in a large organization knows how it goes. The trickle down effect – usually for blame or undesirable assignments. The low man on the totem pole ends up with the grunt work, terrible hours, and too little credit. In some environments, it’s accepted as paying your dues. In others, it’s just accepted. [...]

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Oddities 

I woke early, heart racing, dark dreams prickling – my own version of a global thriller, complete with missing mid-century masterpieces, a chase scene through a foreign airport, running for my life across an unknown border, and the face of the enemy in pursuit.
Frankly, I kept waiting for action hero Jason Bourne to pop up. [...]

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Apathy
Have you ever experienced periods of time when you’re so tired you can’t string together a cohesive thought? When even sleep is elusive?
Have you ever felt so emotionally drained that your goals fade, your efforts feel increasingly irrelevant, and an insidious voice in your head tells you not to care?
I came out to the living [...]

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Your credentials, please?

Parenting may be a profession – and certainly is, in my view – but there are no guarantees, no cap and gown after years of study. No diploma. No certification. Just a physician handing over a squalling little creature that owns your heart. And then it’s off to the races, figuring it [...]

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Screw Sisyphus. What’s the best way to push a boulder up a mountain?
Just say no. Mountain? What mountain?
More than one way to skin a cat

I’m in a mixing metaphors mood, a never-say-die frame of mind. Sweetly satisfied and smiling, though the hours ahead are not without significant challenges. (As have been the hours preceding [...]

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Is there anything you wouldn’t do for your children?
I’ve been giving this question a great deal of thought lately. What wouldn’t I do for one of my kids? Hypothetically speaking, of course.

Would I give up a kidney? Naturally.
Bone marrow? Sure. Preferably if I could look at Hugh Laurie during the procedure.
Would I stay up [...]

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It’s 6:00 a.m., and there’s nothing I can do. 
I have coffee brewing. My first cup. Café au lait for my son, if he wants it. But I’m keeping my distance right now. And I can feel the knot in my stomach. The sense of helplessness.
He’s slamming doors and yelling at himself. Then he will [...]

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How do you define success?
As the remaining assets in my bank account dwindle, I’ve been – shall we say – a little stressed. And feeling like anything but a success. I look back at my days of setting goals, working hard to achieve them, and climbing the corporate ladder. I look at my marriage, and [...]

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You’re forewarned before you even consider entering the room. Your first clue? The red metallic sign on the door reads: BIOHAZARD – KEEP OUT. And that door is shut, most of the time.
Of course, when it’s your kid’s room, you have to make an appearance. Now and then.
There are the days when you’re certain the [...]

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He dropped onto the edge of my bed, flopped back, and flung one arm over his face, covering his eyes. He sighed. And started to talk, hesitatingly at first. Then more evenly, as he found his rhythm. And I typed. Mother, as stenographer.
Shorthand (economics?)

I had a flash of myself in Junior High School – [...]

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