Author Archives: The Daring One

Mine

Posted on May 29, 2013 by The Daring One

One thing is certain. The Nintendo DS is mine. I purchased it with my birthday money a couple of years ago in a fit of My-Parents-Never-Let-Me-Have-A-Game-Boy-And-Now-Is-MY-Time exuberance. Dan said I wouldn’t use it and that I should just buy a … Continue reading →

Posted in around town, driving, fun, fun, fun, kid stuff, nintendo | 13 Comments

Drops of Art

Posted on May 28, 2013 by The Daring One

So many great things have come from this Drops of Awesome idea. I’ve made real and true friends, heard stories that will forever change me, both in writing and in person, and I’ve gotten to speak to women in groups … Continue reading →

Posted in beauty, faith | 13 Comments

On Magoo’s Mind – The Crushing Weight of Monarchical Responsibility

Posted on May 14, 2013 by The Daring One

We’ve been going to Costco for the past 11 years lately and each time we go, we have to get our receipt “checked” by the receipt checking person at the exit. They don’t really check. But they are good with … Continue reading →

Posted in around town, Honesty of Children, shopping, What Thompsons Do | 3 Comments

Alright With the Rain

Posted on May 13, 2013 by The Daring One

We were enduring a typical Pacific Northwest underwater baseball practice the other day. I was hunched under my giant umbrella, wearing a slicker, sitting on my Tommy Bahama chair. Wanda, on the other hand, was running around like a maniac … Continue reading →

Posted in get serious, weather | 3 Comments

Day of Moms

Posted on May 12, 2013 by The Daring One

Dan made breakfast for breakfast and breakfast for dinner. They made me presents at school and I set up the hammock Dan bought me right in the middle of the living room so it wouldn’t get rained on. We read … Continue reading →

Posted in all about me, holidays | 2 Comments

Wherein One of My Wildest Parenting Fantasies is Fulfilled on Mothers’ Day Eve Courtesy of Martin Scorsese

Posted on May 11, 2013 by The Daring One

Some Mothers’ Day gifts are planned. A hand squished in cement and bejeweled with fish tank marbles. A scarf. The hammock you texted a picture of to your husband and he asked if it was lame if you picked it … Continue reading →

Posted in all about me, family fun, film, What Thompsons Do | 6 Comments