Janelle Hanchett

  I wish I could do deep meaningful shit with my kids all the time. I do. I wish that. But I can’t. I wish when we spent special time together it was to knit and garden, sew pants out of upcycled wool, build things out of repurposed tires, visit abstract art museums. Paint,...

  There is so much going on in my life right now I can hardly breathe. I think I may be losing my mind for real, though I’m not sure. Here are the things I’m facing this month. In August. Just this month (yes, I feel a little sorry for myself): Wrapping up an...

Yesterday was Georgia’s first birthday. I can’t believe it. It seems like yesterday I was going through this to bring her into the world. It’s amazing the way the universe gives you what you need. Whether I know it or not at the time, I am learning what I need to learn, gaining what...

  I can’t believe how long it’s been since we’ve had a wtf? Wednesday, in which we celebrate the cute, slightly alarming things the kids say.  My bad. Anyhoo, here we go… +++ Looking at a full moon recently, Rocket says “the dark spots are big holes. I know that because my teachers taught...

  There’s something I forgot to include in my “shit I don’t understand” post: Facebook/Twitter drama. I just don’t get it. My reactions to people’s posts are pretty much all just slight variations of the following five thoughts: That was clever; That was not clever; Your kid is cute; I’m not touching that with...

  So yesterday I went out with the three kids. Mac was working (shocker), and I was feeling ambitious and altruistic, figuring “I can handle this. I’m a good mom.” Plus, if I’m OUT of my house I don’t have to deal with the mess IN my house. I know. I’m a thinker. So...

  I am not one of those parents. I am not not not not not not.  Convinced?  Yeah, me neither.  Especially when I consider my recent decision to homeschool my son, Rocket.  I’m so granola I should be in a bin at Whole Foods. Next thing you know I’ll be growing armpit hair and...

  Goodbye employment. Hello homeless encampment. Okay so we probably won’t end up homeless, but yesterday I quit my job. I QUIT MY JOB. On purpose. I quit my job on purpose. Sorry. It still shocks me a little. Why did I do such a thing? Because I’m returning to graduate school. Because I...

  Just returned from camping in Lake Tahoe. Apparently, I will not, ever, learn. We have some great friends. Great ones. Some of these friends came camping with us. This fact made #1 more okay than one would expect. However, it was still about as relaxing as, oh, whatever, I don’t know…something not relaxing...

There are a few things that confuse me, a lot, even though I see them, um, a lot. Almost daily in fact. I don’t expect to ever understand them, but I’m becoming secure with confusion and uncertainty. They’re like old friends to me. You know. Old reliables. Good buddies. BFFs. Yeah. Okay. Enough of...