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Tales Of An Educated Debutante

on life, loss and the joy that rules the day.


 
 
 
 
 




 
The future is far away and scary, but today is lovely.

Adrian H. Wood, PhD


North Carolina Weather Update

Wednesday, January 17, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
North Carolina Weather Update

North Carolina Weather Update Here we go. Bad news, again. Yep, school is cancelled for tomorrow. I repeat, if you live in NC, make a stiff drink, forget about bedtime, and don’t bother with signing those dern folders. What about school tomorrow? You wonder. Your kids ain’t goin’. How do you know? Where did you hear? Is this definite? Yes. Yes. Yes. Though I am not a school official (unless you count ex-PTA President), I am an amateur scientific snow- ..

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Lub

Sunday, January 14, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Lub

Most every night, I tell the littlest boy in our house to say goodnight and give a hug. It’s not been so long that he’s learned to follow directions such as this and so, we have delighted in this snippet of success over the cold winter evenings. One by one, he makes his way ‘round the room, his signature walk and acknowledgement bright amongst the fire’s flames. At four years old, his big brothers were mastering the art of riding with no training wheels and Amos? He is learning ..

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Ten Things Women Want for Christmas or Hanukkah

Thursday, December 21, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Ten Things Women Want for Christmas or Hanukkah

1. A weekend alone in the house. I know, it’s so cheap and yet, you could be the hero that saved the holidays. 2. A weekend alone somewhere good. Now, good is a wide stretch. I count good as going to my parents house, the Hampton Inn, and (though I have no personal experience), The Ritz-Carlton or a quaint cottage by the sea for a week would leave me forever indebted. Hell, the motel 6 sounds awfully cushy this week. 3. Sleep. An hour here and there, maybe a fre ..

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To the Boy that Made Me a Mother

Wednesday, December 20, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
To the Boy that Made Me a Mother

To the Boy that Made Me a Mother I dreamt of you, you know. I was a slip of a girl when I wrote about the baby I hoped to have, a blond hair girl baby. Only I got you, a dark headed son, five pounds, one ounce and five weeks early. My heart would never be the same. I feared for you, you know. I cradled you in my arms and thought to myself as we got ready to take you home, this just doesn’t seem safe. For good reason, our big old furnace had run out of oil and I held y ..

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A Letter to the Teachers

Tuesday, December 19, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
A Letter to the Teachers

You can smell your freedom and I’m in a total panic. Not even two whole days left and I ponder my life. I mean, why did I have children in the first place? Will you be okay if I send in a crumpled $20 bill? I mean, I know it’s tacky as Hell, but I’m just not creative. You know that I think you’re worth at least a mortgage payment, don’t you? I don’t how you do it and go ahead and laugh at me, but I used to be one of those who wistfully longed for a “teacher s ..

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Amos the Rare

Tuesday, December 19, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos the Rare

My name is Amos. This is my sister. She loves me and I love her. That’s how it is with family. Sometimes, family comes in ways you don’t expect. Today, a little boy’s mom sent my mom an email. Her boy is four, just like me, and from North Carolina. We have the same special gene thing. There are less than 50 of us in the whole wide world. It’s called Med12. It’s sounds so boring considering that I am so fun. Finally, someone like me!  ..

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Amos the Meteor

Monday, December 18, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos the Meteor

It’s been one week. One week to share with our parents and to ponder the force of genetics in our family. The words were crushing, I didn’t know a genetic diagnosis would feel like that. And then, real life happened. Our faithful friend was put to sleep and Amos, the four year old subject of genetics, learned to unzip his feety pajamas, take off his pull up, and pee in his bed (a pack and play- it’s a long story.) Genetics. Whole Exome Sequencing (WES) done t ..

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He Knows Us

Monday, December 18, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
He Knows Us

One by one, he hugged them. Daddy, then Russell, then Blair, then Thomas. Again and again, I called out the names of his father and three siblings and the little boy paused and glanced and turned his blond head in the direction of each one. In his lopsided signature gate, he crossed the old red rug and hurled his small self into each of their arms and grinned with his eyes as much as his perfect mouth. “Yah, Amos,” he would cheer for himself and we would echo his words ..

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Amos Pageant Preparation

Saturday, December 16, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos Pageant Preparation

My name is Amos. I am to be in the Christmas Pageant tomorrow. I am a sheep. At least, that’s what they tell me. I am not a big fan of costumes. Or sheep. My brother said that I would make a good snake. I slithered right through the wooden rails so I could investigate the altar. My mother said she has her limits. I mean, it’s one thing to be included, she said. It’s another thing to set the church on fire, Amos. She is so dramatic. A ..

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Christmas Spiral

Saturday, December 16, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Christmas Spiral

I am officially drowning in the Christmas Spiral epidemic. I mean, a full on collapse of the Tower of Pisa. While you mo fos are pretending to be naughty elves, I’m pondering writing your names on voodoo dolls. Y’all are wrapping presents and listening to Christmas carols and I’m blaring Violent Femmes and digging boxes out of the dumpster behind the liquor store. Everyone looks so fresh and nice and I’m trapped in the car at Hardee’s because I have on no bra, hand m ..

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