I promised myself when I actively started working on my writer’s block (that’s what I’m using nablopomo for) that each night I would sit down and just write what popped into my head. That if it was long, and I do tend to be long winded, it would be long. …
I’ve had a lot of feelings about the internet over the years. Excitement when I first got on in the mid 80s. A thrill that what I’d done on my Commodore 64 had turned into something that connected the entire world. The internet was utterly text based when I started …
Did this time change mess everyone up more this time? It did us. I suppose the er, four illnesses didn’t help matters. But seriously, all we’ve wanted to do the last two weeks has been sleep, like immediately after dinner. It’s dark so suddenly at five now that it seems …
Oh this has been another difficult day. There have been a number of them. They aren’t difficult in the great scheme of things or even in comparison to some of the stuff that’s happened this last year, but uncomfortable, like having a small case of poison ivy when you aren’t …
Yeah, so the cat, the cat ate my Sim chip. It didn’t start out so near her mouth, oh no. I’ve had a Topsy turvy couple of weeks. J’s mom has been visiting and the Bean is over the moon and I can’t keep track of my regular schedule. Not …
So I guess it’s time to start typing and see what springs into my brain. If anything. I’ve had a sick beanlet–green green stinky diarrhea. I think it’s from the dye (or food coloring or?) used in a lollipop she had in Eureka (a frosting black cat on the front) …
Not much of a thought tonight because the Bean has come down with a very sad stomach ache. The kind which makes what comes out of her very surprising and upsetting. The kind that requires two baths. I’ve been singing songs and rocking her then laying down with her and …
That’s what James calls mittelschmerz. Of which I have a bad case today. And it’s a mixed blessing, this pain in my right side. At least I know something is going on. That is a good sign. But it also scares me and forces our hand. We do want another …
Argh. I’ve spent the last um, two hours trying to find out how to embed a flickr slide show in this wordpress blog. No dice. So, I’ll post a picture here and and you can go look at the others here: Eureka Springs Trip It wasn’t an easy trip, since …
So, the Bean has recovered from her weird fever, which according to her teacher has been going around. Nothing else–no sniffles, no coughing just intermittent bouts of high fever forcing you to throw (gently place) your child into a lukewarm bathtub whilst hiding your hyperventilation. I have to consciously do …
Well shoot, the ning nablopomo doesn’t work on this wordpress blog. So imagine the little badge here that says..ok I’m doing Nablopomo, cause I am. So today begins Nablopomo and I’m not ready for it. I/we haven’t slowed down for over a week. We had our giant Halloween party on …
So 7years ago today we were getting ready to get married. Things were very very different then. We lived in San Francisco. We still had Newg and Ninny though Hotspur was no longer with us. Even the human friendships were different then than they are now, though many we still …
I keep trying to hold it together, to make sure everyone is taken care of, to find the good, but really it’s been too much. It’s been relentless, and there are times it gets to be too much. And while we are lucky to have good friends around us and …
Today is pregnancy and infant loss rememberence day. http://www.october15th.com/ Hey C, I’m thinking of you. And I’m thinking of what could have been for both our families. Technorati : miscarriage, pregnancy
This is a test to see if the new Zoundry client is any more user friendly than the W.blogger. So far the media repository setup has been a freakin bust, but the rest of it is good. Now, let us see if this works.
Heh, where is the music setting on this new client. Can’t find it, so I’ll just post I’m having an Annie Lennox, Nick Cave, Jane Siberry, Dead can Dance moment. I’m pulling it all into my library and listening to things I haven’t in awhile. Dead can Dance used to …
and then I suddenly just cry because I miss the little blue lady. I keep seeing her everywhere. Making note of her insulin shot times and to close the door to keep her away from dry food. I keep expecting to hear her click across the floor(old lady claws). I …