Listening: Fields of the Nephilim, Moonchild It’s been…well eventful. I don’t think I can even go into the nearly a year? a Year? since I’ve been here last. But yes…2020 was a fucked up year and 2021, that we are halfway through is partially fucked. I do wish I could …
I think I’ll have to change the theme. It is gorgeous, but isn’t behaving or taking my code well. Or of course, my code is bad and it is rejecting it. Whichever. So my sweet boyo, Bartleby who is in a tie for the kindest cat on the planet along …
I admit to a sense of relief when Jackie died. Not immediately, of course. I was shocked and it was unreal until the time I felt my legs give way as I stood from taking communion for the first time in 20 years. After we got home to Eugene, and …
This nearly made me fall over. She was more than narcissistic, but I’d say this hits the hight points.
And the Cheese would be me. I’m likely not going to be too pithy tonight. I’m very close to speaking the truth. All of it? Most of it? So.. my crazy, mean, violent, abusive, sexually inappropriate mother cut me out of the will and gave just about everything to my …
Well it’s Spring Break in what passes for life right now. That sounds harsher probably than it needs to. Usually for Spring Break we make plans to explore Eugene and the surrounding areas, since we have only lived here four years this Summer. Em and I will go shopping for …
You can’t be an orphan when you are an adult. But I think you can feel like one. Or continue feeling like one. Now there are just two. Or maybe four or even six? C and I are the only ones left of this initial family. But we’re married to …
This year is tumultuous. I’ve had to stop some meds due to side effects and start (and then stop) others because of side effects. I’ve discovered a heart condition, possibly, and I’ve been approaching empty nest. I’m working on the calling of maternity –I wanted to have 2 kids at …
“Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight” “Stop, time. Stay just this way. But the future comes.” It is happening, it really is. My round-headed baby is nearly an adult. She has reached her senior year of high school. This has gone as quickly as time travel. I was …
Well then, it’s been so long I don’t recognize how posts are working on this newest iteration of wordpress. I really shouldn’t drop this on the floor like I have, over and over and over the last few years. I shouldn’t because … Well, why shouldn’t I? Honestly, it isn’t …
Oh good lord. I was worried last night. Beyond worried. As the evening went on and good managed to vanquish evil in many , though not all, places I felt myself exhale for probably the first time in two years. Now we’ll get our checks and balances back. Now the …
I did. You need to do so as well. If you are reading this you probably early voted. Because I don’t know people who don’t vote. We didn’t even mail our ballots, but dropped them in an official ballot collection box. I am missing the ‘going to the polls’ and …
the dawn will break (African proverb ?) It isn’t all darkness and woe. Yes there is so much and those of us who are heavily empathetic are having a difficult time with the fear, sorrow, anger , racism, and misogyny that some of us (like I am) are somewhat insulated …
I wish I had something uplifting to say. I voted, there’s that. I’m fearful that in general the elections will be interfered with. I’m fearful our institutions, as screwed up as they are, will continue being corrupted and failing. I’m fearful that hate has risen so high it can’t be …
So in looking about for the signup for Nablopomo I found that the last year for it was either 2016 or 2017. I started doing Nablopomo because NaNoWriMo looked impossible. In um…2006 when it was on Eden Kennedy’s blog. That was before it went to Blogher, which also is no …
Such a perfect evening. Oh yes. I haven’t been here a lot. I thought perhaps it was depression. Turns out it was anemia. Once I started working on that, things got much better. I have refinished a table and put a lot of shit where it goes. I went out …
I don’t know why I can’t do things I enjoy. They have to have a purpose (like putting things away–I enjoy that AND it achieves something necessary). Not just BE the purpose.
There is a time in every parent’s life, when you can’t fix much  of anything anymore for your offspring. Not because they are difficult, or angry or even annoying. Only because it is time for them to do the fixing themselves. Couldn’t walk into a new school for her on …
