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Pasties for Mommy
In the spirit of Mother's Day, Elise drew a card for me. It's of me dancing on a sunshiny day. Under that incredibly happy smile, I am wearing what appears to be pasties and a couple of pieces of yarn. Evidently… -
A Love Story
While scrolling through my old blogs at MySpace, I came upon this entry. Originally dated October 11, 2007, I wanted to share it with you. A nudge. A whimper. My mind rises from the murky mess of disjointed … -
Meet Me at the Hideout
This entry is for the March Challenge issued by Kween_of_the_Queens. Our gracious host has asked the following questions: How do the mild days and freshness of spring affect your mood and outlook on life? Does Spring m… -
Best Halloween Costume Evar!
My first attempt at method acting. I am the mailbox. I defy you to deny its coolness factor. What was your favorite costume when you were a kid? -
A Warning?
It may be a cake with candles sitting on a plate in between two colorful balloons... ...but I wonder if my daughter was trying to tell me something when she drew me a birthday card that looks suspiciously like "S… -
An Innocent Question
Driving home from the grocery store, my four year-old girl asked me, "Why did you get married, have babies, but not bring them to the doctor to be killed?" She couldn't have known that her question would sucker punch … -
My Little Girl
I was hunched over the keyboard, looking up various sites for someone. I was getting slightly annoyed when my daughter kept running in the room every 3.7 seconds. I declared a bit too testily, "If you keep interrupting… -
Out of the Mouths of Babes
...or something like that. My nine year-old son said this in the car yesterday. A spontaneous remark I thought I'd share."Every single day is a holiday - a celebration, because we're alive. We take that for granted so…
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