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No sign of Da Poss. I’m very grateful to the many folks who e-mailed me with lots of helpful solutions, my favorite of which included an undercover offer to “take care of” Da Poss, but only if I kept this person’s identity a secret. Betcha didn’t know there’s a Poss Mafia around here, did you? …
Remember Chuckles? Well, he has a cousin. Don’t be impressed with the cute, imploring look. Here’s a side view that betrays his RAT origins: Seriously, people. I am NOT running a wildlife refuge here. A possum! (I believe the correct term is “opossum,” but does anyone actually say that? Maybe British people?) It comes and …
Operation Bonnet releases today. I’m very excited, pretty tired, but mostly grateful. Who gets to have this job?! I make up pretend people and then write about them and you all read them and say kind things to me. I am typically a chatty person. Ahem. But today I’m nearly speechless. Not totally speechless, for …
We have three winners! Allison O., Jenna V., and Brenda S. have each one a petite copy of Act Two! Congrats, girls. May this small win bring a bit of comfort in this bleak midwinter. Listen, people, I love this kind of thing. So stay tuned. I’m going to be giving away stuff pretty darn …
This is how I imagine winter to be at the beginning of the season: (Photo by ulife.vpul.upenn.edu) Think hot cider, a walk through woods, a new pair of mittens, Marc remarking on how very luminous I appear against the falling snow. Turns out, I’m not luminous. I’m pale. And getting a little cranky. I feel …
Merry Christmas, dear ones! I hope this day is full of great joy, sweet peace, and coveted rest. Here are sweet words written by someone much more poetic than I: O ye beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow;Look now, for glad and golden hoursCome …
I’m well aware I’m not Oprah, though I’d appreciate it if people started referring to me only by my first name. Madonna, Cher, Oprah, Kimberly. No, you know, that doesn’t work, does it? I need a name that’s a bit more unique. Like….Gaga only more wholesome. Gigi? GooGoo? GeeGee? GollyGolly? Think about that, will you, …
Did you eat your weight in turkey? Are you still feeling grateful? Or just bloated? I feel full, and not just because of the gorgonzola smashed potatoes. Or the cornbread stuffing. Or the pecan pie. Ahem. I’m full of gratitude to God for many reasons this year, one of which is that Operation Bonnet was …
Happy Most Uncomfortable Holiday! I try every year to get excited about Halloween and I just can’t muster up the enthusiasm. For one thing, what and who looks good in orange and black? Don’t say that you do because I assure you, you don’t. Your friends just don’t feel like they can be honest with …
Well, I did not perish. I should get that out first. Everything’s still ticking and I’m still experiencing the glories and travails of life with three young children and their spectacularly handsome father. But, good gravy, has it really been five months since I checked in with you people? What have I been doing, you … Continue reading “Paging Kimberly Stuart”
We’re moving. Have I mentioned that yet? This is the reason for my mute blog as of late. That and I’m finishing the edits on Operation Bonnet. Oh, friends. I can’t wait for you to read this one and it’s not just because my livelihood depends on it. It’s also because I really think you’ll …
I try to lead a productive life. This is what it gets me: I turn my back to, say, scrub a toilet (hypothetically). Or to pluck my eyebrows, which have, sound the alarm, grown together in the middle of my forehead from neglect. Or to stand in front of my closet wondering how, exactly, I …
I had coffee with Anita Renfroe last weekend. Do you know this woman? You might have seen her Momsense song on YouTube. Or heard her spots on Good Morning America. Or read about her in the New York Times. Or laughed yourself to painful sensations listening to her at Woman of Faith. Anita and I …
Well, it’s over. All the glory, all the drama, all the weeping people who’d just like to thank God, their parents, and Red Bull. I’m older and wiser after this Olympiad, and I’ll take this chance to share the lessons learned. Number One: We should host next time around. Do you see the cement at …
Listen, I’m supposed to be editing a manuscript right now. It is due in less than a week but I can’t FOCUS, people. And the singular reason for this lack of discipline: The XXI Winter Olympics! Do NOT groan, all you naysayers who don’t care about national issues like curling and the biathlon. If you’re …
I noticed today that our video has 1000 hits. I’m pretty sure that’s not quite up there with the man who can burp the alphabet underwater but it might be nearing less popular vids, like my Great Aunt Millie’s bridge tournament or the State of the Union address. I feel this auspicious occasion is a …
Photo by Bert Hardy One thing about birthing children is that it has made me friends with all other women who have gone through the same ordeal. I find myself chatting up anyone pushing a stroller. In previous phases of my life, I would have needed to screen possible friends with questions like: “What was …
I’ve been AWOL here and with all the usual eggnoggy reasons. We’ve been Christmasing big time. Have you ever heard that Karen Carpenter song where she says she’ll be “Christmasing with youuuuuuu” in that buttery kind of voice? For the record, it was my husband that brought Karen Carpenter with him to the marriage. Karen, …
Thanks so much to all the participants in the STRETCH MARKS FINDERS KEEPERS PROJECT! All those playing along received a signed copy of the book to keep and then were asked to pass along a few more to people and places where my prospective readers might be found. I loved hearing where you went, how …
Snow days around here. I’m talking about 16 inches, folks, which will put chilly, frostbitten hair on any chest, even those of us used to long winters. Marc has been a bit over-zealous with ye olde snowblower, though I’ve come to appreciate the fumes he now wears as a sort of rugged new scent. Perhaps …
Can we just take a moment to discuss the phenomenon called Skinny Jeans? WHAT IS GOING ON IN AMERICA? I know, I know, I need to hippify myself. It’s true. After the better part of the last decade devoted to getting pregnant, growing to astonishing sizes, having babies, remaining at astonishing sizes, and then gradually …
Oh, how to introduce this…. Remember when I fretted about a career-endangering move. I’m not pregnant, as some suggested. Instead, we made this for you. We’ll see about the whole end-of-career idea. At least I’ll go down swinging and laughing maniacally. First, I owe Marc any proceeds of any book I ever write. It takes …
Are you in a sugar coma yet? My children are currently rappelling from ceiling to floor in the living room, only taking breaks to disco or do the Marcarena. I called my mom to ask about the combined six pounds of candy they harvested but she’d only giggle and say, “Haven’t you figured out that …
How are the wee, small hours treating you these days? Mine are busy. I’m annoyed to say that my mind needs to CHILL OUT when I lay me down to sleep but it, like everyone else in my house, needs to be told directions at least thrice before listening to Mama. My overactive-thinking mode really …
You people are amazing! I have a flooded inbox with a hearty army of volunteers for the Finders Keepers Project. All spots are filled! If you are perishing in your inmost being that you didn’t e-mail in time, feel free to write me (kimberly@kimberlystuart.com) and we’ll start a sub list. A sub list! I can’t …
If you’re within 100 miles and looking for a great pick-me-up on a rainy Friday, give the high school bleachers a night off and come to a cozy indie bookstore in downtown Grinnell! I’ll be signing books at Stepping Stones from 5 to 7 p.m. and would LOVE to see you there. Remember, if you …