Birthday she texted me. She won’t be there. Wonder how that would have worked.
Birthday she texted me. She won’t be there. Wonder how that would have worked.
Ok, the collective term for cats is clowder. I just had to say that. Clowder of cats. not a herd but a clowder. Guess that’s like a mope of goths or a stomp of rivets. That said Today’s word is Charientism <–click on it to hear the pronunciation. I guess I’ve found my theme. My theme is unusual words.… (more…)
This was a long day. Poor kidlet is/better be was– being bullied at school–it freaks me out that this could be the same song just years and years later. I think the schools are more aware of bullying than they were in my time. Also she has me and her dad–so she’ll be protected no matter what. You just… (more…)
We took a walk. The things you told me were like the things I told you. But then that gift and truth for me were not the same not for you. Did you lie because of love or expediency? What was your small lie lived forever in my heart and body
So I had an episode the other day or month. I’ve been meaning to blog again for awhile but the new jorb and the tension with proving myself all over again got in the way. Before that it was just coming down from the job I had before. I was just so sad to leave my last job. I had… (more…)
What is it about November? I can barely stand to read over the previous year’s entries. I’ve been doing Nablopomo since the beginning and it seems each November there is some enormous decision, or some huge situation that demands attention. Inn 2006 things got crazy in the Bean’s preschool and we had to take her out. We were also coming… (more…)