The gift card... perfect gift or cop out? I am not a gift card giver... I'm not sure why, but I know that someday I will become one. I can already see it on it's way with Mike's godson... it gets more and more difficult to think what to get him (this year we scored … Continue reading The gift card…
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Official Doneness (the unauthorized commentary/ sequal)
as I read Giddy's blog this morning I thought back to my happy official doneness of last night... After getting home from a long day at the in-laws I came home put my Christmas Princess to bed then lay down in my cruzan rum sun hat, wearing my gorgeous Charles Rennie Mackintosh inspired ring, watched … Continue reading Official Doneness (the unauthorized commentary/ sequal)
fa la la la la la la la…. I’m off
I haven't blogged in days. Don't know how many. Maybe since my parent's arrived. Maybe since Mike started vacation. Maybe since K's school let out for the year... maybe maybe maybe... maybe I am taking a little bloggy break for the holiday season... I have nothing to report. Nothing thoughtful to say... I am all … Continue reading fa la la la la la la la…. I’m off
more briefly
stitches out (hooray no itching)bandage for another 2 weeks (sigh...)can't go to the movies with my bro (stupid fricken wind)big gusts of wind starting.... nowish (stupid fricken wind)no one wants to leave the house (comfy cozy home)shit. power is flickering.night all.
what’s that rumbling
our weather is noisy, crisp and pretty. I'm hypnotized by the swaying trees out the window as winter starts to settle in. The sky is the most amazing gray, almost white and the colors in the leaves just pop out against it... If I could I would spend the rest of the day laying on … Continue reading what’s that rumbling
silence anyone?
from the time she wakes up until the moment she sleeps my daughter talks. talks talks talks. it never seems to stop. if she isn't speaking she is making up songs. it doesn't matter if the tv is on, if the radio is on, if someone else is speaking... she continues. sometimes it is quiet … Continue reading silence anyone?