Life Like Water
Life Like Water Just wanted to note my wonderful husband’s blog. He’s much more grounded than I am, far more sarcastic and incredibly smart. He’s also quite the fine Dad. I think he’s approaching yoda-hood.
Life Like Water Just wanted to note my wonderful husband’s blog. He’s much more grounded than I am, far more sarcastic and incredibly smart. He’s also quite the fine Dad. I think he’s approaching yoda-hood.
When I feel freaked out, or sick or just out of sorts the best thing in the world is to read. Read like some folks inhale ice cream. This time two or maybe all three things intersected to provide a a couple of days of uninterruped reading. About 800 pages …
I figure I better get this in before I start feeling too sick. I feel better in the mornings usually, or at least more awake. I’ve spent the last two days with a 102 degree fever and did it to myself. I was getting better and decided to go out. …
Still sick. Running a fever. Wish I could time travel, I’d go back to yesterday and stay in bed then too.
The things that were said, in jest or not hurt. In my nearly immaculate house (still recovering from Fangsiving) I am eating turkey like a freaking caveman. Tearing it off the bone (oh she who eats only white meat ). And I even gave a call to an girlfriend I …
I’m very sick but pulled off a major Thanksgiving dinner with the help of my sister, for 15 people. I’m falling over now. Lost my voice, running a fever but everyone had a good time, ate a lot and left happy.
So today instead of cleaning the house or cooking I was going from the dentist to the bed to the doctor. The dentist says I need some gum surgury, next week if possible. Then I’ll need a new crown on the evil problem tooth, preferably later that week. Of course …
I cannot be getting sick. Not with all there is to do. It’s obscene. It feels like the flu. And 15 people coming over day after tomorrow AND I haven’t gone shopping yet. It’s horrible. I was out today getting things for Fangsgiving, and started feeling horrid. And about 8 …
And apropos of nothing. I’ve found a limitation to my blog design. The archives, as in where the hell are they? Well, yes, if you use the tags they are there, but call me old fashioned I like a calendar approach as well. Blither. I got my copy of Writer’s …
I hadn’t seen her since we were children. Almost 30 years. She’s gray now and a mom. I’m an unnatural red and a mom. There was the common ground we never had as kids. We are the same age and of course couldn’t be friends. Not with our parents dating …
I had a nice long post and due to some freaking display issue with my laptop it kacked. I do not have it in me to rewrite it. I’ll try that tomorrow. For today I’ll leave a few droppings: 1. We did a fine job making huge piles of leaves …
One of those days where I got a lot accomplished, but feel like I didn’t. I did get to have a good online chat with Sherilyn. I miss her a lot. I’ve been thinking a lot about our wedding (she was a bridesmaid) and how wonderful it was. I can’t …
I am completely random today, why? Well I think we can be fairly sure we didn’t make a baby this month. I am reserving full judgement (and that beer that’s eyeing me over there) until tomorrow, but I’m 90% right. *sigh* We do want another child. Yes, we are 95% …
For me anyway. I remember staying up late and watching this. I was amazed–I’d never heard anything like this. In my small town you got southern fried rock, country, some horrid metal thing, folk or classical. I’m sure there were other things going on, but that’s all I heard in …
I DID post yesterday. Yesterday NIGHT as a matter of fact, it took hours to get the post together because of a sick kidlet. Somehow it got mangled last night during some what, system maintenence or something? I’m hoping this doesn’t take me out of the running. Because it WAS …
There is another (new)fashion rehash. The slouch boot. I was in high school when this became a new wave fashion deal in the 80s. I didn’t make too much money either working at Bob’s big boy as a hostess (I was a horrible waitress) or Red Lobster (same deal, and …
I’m not sure what the problem is with this doctors office or doc’s offices in general out here but every time I call, no matter how pleasant and polite I am, I get Nurse crappypants or Admin crankysnout on the phone. If you don’t like kids or their parents why …
Someone I’ve been friends with since 1988, but for whatever reasons (I’m not sure what they are) fell out of my life several months ago (busy? paths diverging in too great a manner? The fact that we now live thousands of miles away from each other ). I got some …