Weeklong-ish wrapup.
So. Yeah. Heh. Haven’t been writing much, though I’m not sure why. Perhaps because I still want to rant and rave, though I already did my mind dump. Perhaps because I’m worried about someone, and I can’t quite up and tell them so and can only hope they can get some help – though since […]
Today…
Today? I wish I could mimic D.D. and hide like this: Instead, I stayed up all night, watching movies, relaxing, and cleaning up the living room and finishing moving some things around (course, the dining room/ex-office still looks like shit – but we’re getting there.) and then, spun in circles in my new comfy chair:
How to break a mother’s heart…
OK, so this growing up thing. I don’t like it so much! I’m not OLD enough to have to deal with babies being almost as tall as me, and talking bout girls and stuff like that. I’m just not! And he doesn’t make it any easier, The Boy, he doesn’t. In fact, yesterday? He brought […]
March 10th, 6:31 pm Alaska time.
The Boy. March 1992 and Fall 2005. Today, he is officially old enough to get his Driving Learner’s Permit. *SOB!* It was 1992. He cried. OH how he cried. His little face was wrinkly and red and his little head all cone shape and he screamed with his whole body. His daddy cried, His momma […]
The Highs and Lows of Motherhood: a one act play
Scene: Less then 4 hours before the new couch arrives, and Lessa is still cleaning and vacuming under the old couch and digging old silverware from between the cusions. Upon lifting the middle cushion, her supermom status takes a direct hit with this no-nonsense message written in perm marker on the fabric: First thought: Damn […]
