Friday, May 31, 2019


We've got a cone situation. Teddy somehow scraped the bottom of his front passenger-side paw. We wrapped it up and coned him. He is not amused.

Retro Bob: T-Ball

Just in time for the end of Little League season, this photo came up in my Facebook memories.

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

The Watch

I don't know what's out there, but I bet it's something good.

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

From the Rosenberg Family Farm *small raised bed

When your privacy hedge threatens the lives of your tomatoes and peppers. (It's a bold one, that hedge.)

Monday, May 27, 2019

Memorial Day

Today we honor and remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice while fighting for America.

Saturday, May 25, 2019

Smacksy Saturday Photo: Another Field

Little League games end this week. It's a good thing he has the other two teams to keep him going.

Master Chillaxer

His little feet in ballet first position always kill me.

Friday, May 24, 2019


The entire month of may feels like one of those mornings.

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Accent Pillow

By "accent pillow" you mean how it "accents" my gorgeous, sleeping face. Am I right?

Anything is Possible

I forget anything is possible. I'm continually surprised when life happens differently than I anticipated and I remember that anticipating is a waste of valuable energy. Setting up my beliefs and life schedule to give myself some semblance of control? It rarely pays off.

Anything is possible. The things we believe are good and the things we are conditioned to believe are bad. I want to remember, things just are, without affixing a label to the weather report, diagnosis, change of plans, phone call.

What I'm talking about is acceptance,. Acceptance about what has already happened, sure, but the extra credit acceptance of what is yet to be. Showing up and letting the world roll through your mind like water in a stream. Hint: we are the rocks in the stream.

This is my challenge. This is our challenge.

Monday, May 20, 2019

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Smacksy Sunday Links

Working with time.

Too much stuff is driven by uncertainty.

Brilliant travel etiquette.

How to do nothing.

Scenes from literature crafted from hand-cut paper. 

And a sloth and her look of gratitude. Watch until the end.

Happy Sunday.

Smacksy Saturday Photo: Sonny and Cher

There was a 70s themed benefit party for the school district. The Rosenbergs love a theme. I got you babe.

Friday, May 17, 2019

Shag Carpet

When Mr. Rosenberg steps out of the shower, he is greeted by this friendly bathmat.

Thursday, May 16, 2019

Wednesday, May 15, 2019


You might be alarmed to know, I'm not at a baseball game tonight. You can relax though knowing Bob and Mr. Rosenberg are at the Dodger game. Cue: Large cup of coffee, house shows, and sleeping dogs. 

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Why Not?

Who couldn't use a little bright spot? The violet flowers with the fringed edge are called Queensland tulips and I didn't know that until four minutes ago.

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Smacksy Sunday Links

You belong among the wildflowers.

The Beautiful Mornings Challenge.

50 Things Amy Sedaris can't live without.

The Japanese sport of synchronized walking. Mesmerizing.

Early 1900s color photos. Like dreams.

And Buffy the chicken goes for a bike ride.

Happy Mother's Day Sunday.

Saturday, May 11, 2019

Thursday, May 9, 2019

10 Years of Smacksy

Today is the ten year anniversary of posting every day on Smacksy. Ten Years. Every day. What started as a daily writing practice, soon turned into a diary of the life of my family and an invitation to meet so many of you. Today, I've compiled a representational post from each year, with a couple of bonus posts thrown in. This blog has become a beloved and enduring part of my life and I thank you so much for reading. Here's to ten more.

What a Value
The first in what became an annual tradition, Bob goes holiday shopping at the 99 Cent Store.

Dream Catching
Bob's a dreamer.

Seven Years and Counting
My path to Mr. Rosenberg was paved with bad dates.

Squeezing That Guy
This one gets me every time.

The View From Here
A manifesto of my beliefs. This one was awarded Voice of the Year by BlogHer. I am also linking below, to a video of me reading this essay at the conference.
Find the Video here

I Had Food Poisoning Sitting On a Diaper Genie So You Don't Have To 
I'm afraid the title really is the only explanation you need about this one.

Ready or Not, Bob's Birth Story
Just like it sounds, this one is about the day Bob was born.

About Miss Trudy
My neighbor became my friend.

Bob, Desmond, and Felix having a very Bob/Desmond/Felix conversation.

End of the Station Wagon Era
Parting is such sweet, sorrow. And with better gas milage.

The First Day of School
Teddy and Levi have feelings about the start of the school year.

A lucky day at the car wash.

Tuesday at the Vatican
I'll never forget this moment.

Wednesday, May 8, 2019


Welcome to The Porchoffice. When you live in an 864 sq ft house, you need to get creative about space. The Porchoffice is actually a nickname for it's longer name, The Porchofficebikestorageplaceweputbaseballsandtennisracketsarea. You can see why we go with the shorter version.

Tuesday, May 7, 2019

A Little Purple

And sometime weeds are the best part of the lawn.


I read somewhere, as we age the part of our brain that perceives the passage of time, changes. As our brains grow older, time seems to pass more quickly. This would explain how as a kid, summers seemed to last forever but now our own children appear to grow up over night.

Bob's thirteenth birthday was Sunday and my fifty-five-year-old brain is stunned. I know how time works, and yet. And yet.

Happy Birthday to Bob.

Saturday, May 4, 2019

Wednesday, May 1, 2019