Yeah, I know, I’ve been missing in action lately. I decided I needed to deal with that ugly little cave pretending to be Hope’s bedroom, and get my living room full of toys cleared out. So I haven’t blogged in what, four days? So why the hell is my living room still full of toys? […]
I’m not an idiot. I’ve noticed that I start out the day pretty well, and somewhere around noon I start slipping. By four o’clock I’m completely useless, either hiding in my book or curled up on the couch crying. So can anyone tell me why I decided today was the day to get Hope’s room
A Singular Lack of Foresight Read More ยป
I’ve been paying the bill on his cell phone, and it rankles to do that when it’s not in use. So I gave up on everyone who promised to help, and went and spent $20 on a recharger. I forced myself to read the book, fighting nausea and crying spells the whole way. I picked
Thank you, Rolinda Read More ยป
I almost got through the day yesterday without realizing it was Father’s Day. How, I don’t know, once I remembered, it seemed like it was on every TV channel, every station on the radio. Even then, I was hurting, but okay–until I saw this one commercial. That wasn’t even about Father’s Day. You’ve probably seen
I guess I better start looking for smaller recipes. Some energy flowed in from somewhere, and I decided to bake something before Hope forgets everything she’s learned so far. It’s very important to me that she be self-sufficient, and the earlier she starts learning, the better. Maybe if my mom had let me in the
Mostly I’m still managing numb. Numb is good. But every once in a while… Today there was a commercial for some stuff that claims to make your rough, callused feet soft and beautiful. And the actors were a man and a woman, sitting on a couch while he rubbed her feet. Chris used to rub
It's the Little Things Read More ยป