Protected: Another tricky day Another gently nagging pain ~ The Who
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Fotor, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. Oh…what can I say? Our Bean is growing up into a gorgeous young girl. It’s happening too fast.
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Whether the person knows you exist or not, whether your apology is significant to them or not-when you have done something wrong or spoken out of turn. Whether you hurt their feelings or they didn’t even notice… You should make what was wrong, right. By words then deeds after. Â Even …
I’ve done it again. I’ve done it repeatedly . I don’t know what to write about because what I would like to write about I can’t. It isn’t a good idea to write about work. It just isn’t. However much I wish I could have written about all the interesting …
I dreamed my husband J was the 10th Doctor There was a big celebration with the last three doctors all on different parts of a giant space ship Each had a guide that kept him (mostly) out of the paths of the others. My Doctor was on …
just before you die. That is true. It’s called Life ~Terry Pratchett First of all I have to say how Terry Pratchett has shaped my adult life. I wish I could start every entry I ever write about so many things with what he’s done for me and for not …
Emily in my old Emily the Strange cat jacket, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. I saved this and saved this because I hoped in the back of my mind I’d have a daughter who could wear it one day. I wore this in my 20s. Obviously I was smaller …
Bean on the way to her first private voice lesson, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. It’s probably past time for her to start private voice lessons, but we know she is mature enough to handle the practice now. We usually both try to take her and then have a …
She asked how it work, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. It’s funny when you think about it. Some things just aren’t around anymore, things I took for granted the Bean has never really seen. Until we went to a vintage furniture store. And it was an odd and somehow …
Suddenly I just discovered, these are my hands and they have always been. Torn cuticles, ridges. They were mine as IÂ wasn’t chosen to cheer, was chosen to debate and now as I hold a friend, a child, a husband and type another endless endless complaint or behave a bit …
― Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience and Other Essays: Collected Essays of Henry David Thoreau There comes a time when you really get it that there is more behind you than ahead of you. That whatever you see in the mirror –that probably isn’t what other people see. And …
Ah where do I start, first…how about Hello. Yes I fell off the planet again. I do that here’s why. I’ve forgotten how to say things without censoring every other word. I can’t talk about politics because I’ll offend a friend. I can’t vent about certain parts of my life …
As I sit here with my daughter talking about her  Novi Stars dolls that she got for Christmas I get struck with a great sadness after some of the things I read this morning on Facebook. I hesitate to call the things I see anything like a ‘gun control debate’ …
Well here’s the thing, not only trying to climb back on the blogging horse, but on the good eating and exercise horse. A little background: I popped my (previously dislocated and nearly a year of recuperation involving boots and crutches and canes)ankle out in December and had to stop …
So, in an effort to post more often I’ll post today and say hello. I’m a little rusty. Â I’m a little tired and it is good to see a rough year come to a close. A disappointing year, a contentious year, and a year that was more than a little …
Best Christmas present, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. Haru has spike boots, a dotted dress, a skull and Emily on her shoulder. Babbage our hyper black kitty has his Bijou (or pony on his shoulder) Teatime our large kitty who thinks he is small is eating a muffin. Bartleby …