A rather twisted “twist” on my usual “my favorite things” posts.
1. Dear J. You’re wrong by the way. My living room couch is NOT a comfortable sleeping couch. Sleeping on top of you, on the couch, now that’s comfortable. You just happen to have the luxury of being able to sleep virtually anywhere. Lucky dog. Still, [...]
Archive for April, 2009
Not my favorite things
Posted in My Favorite Things on April 11, 2009 | 11 Comments »
Newish artwork
Posted in Family, J, The Artsy Side on April 9, 2009 | 7 Comments »
I am not feeling terribly inspired to write about anything, with Dad’s visit and all. I feel worn out already. I feel small and tired and old and young, all at once.
I wish J were here with me while I go through this week. The internet for him right now depends on the satellite and [...]
Getting to where we are…a long rant
Posted in Family on April 7, 2009 | 11 Comments »
Not long ago, I was standing up for myself in a conversation with my mother, tired of constant disapproval, which I ultimately know is just her concern for me.
There tends to be a disapproving feeling I get from her based on her facial expressions, the things that come out of her mouth, and the emails [...]
Piano lessons
Posted in Blue, Exhusband, J, Red on April 4, 2009 | 14 Comments »
Last night I drove my girls to their dad’s for their weekend. He was flying back from a business trip and ended up delayed, not only in the air, but on the ground because some bonehead was late for their flight at Logan and ran through security. So they shut everything down. I was sitting [...]
Underwear
Posted in My Favorite Things on April 2, 2009 | 9 Comments »
It wasn’t until Red seemed to have outgrown all her underwear and I went to Target to get the next size up, that I realized I needed to replace some of my own.
So, I got her some butterfly undies and went to my section to check out the selection.
I was standing there in front of [...]
Snaps and minutes
Posted in Blue, J, Red on April 1, 2009 | 8 Comments »
The bummer was that J didn’t leave the islands until 9pm. Which got him to the United States after midnight. Which means he was stuck in Miami until morning when he could get a flight out at 7:30 am.
I can’t say I wasn’t upset about it all, because I was. I was thinking about him [...]
