With the exception of Monday night/Tuesday morning, this has been a pretty OK week. Pain is being managed. Food has been eaten (not much, but more than last week). Bags are draining. Chris is mumbling theories involving Isaac Asimov and Lex Luthor. The weather has been in the balmy 60s. All of this makes me
I’ve always been the cheerleader. Maybe my stint as an honest to goodness cheerleader in middle school didn’t last long. I wasn’t cut out for the backstabbing skort world of sports. I consider myself more of a life cheerleader. I am always there to send out an encouraging word and cheer on any one who
Sunday, my mom celebrated her 71st birthday. I took her out for a fancy dinner and then she took me into H&M, bought me a girly sweater and a couple of t-shirts that make my boobs look big. We had a nice time, something we both needed after a very stressful week. That Friday, after
As most of you know by now via Facebook, we have a little sewage backup problem in the basement. Wednesday evening I went down to the basement to retrieve the Christmas decoration boxes and as I opened the door a wave of poop stench wafted in my direction. That’s when I saw the puddle of
Last Thursday, we noticed an ominous sound coming from our brakes. Chris, who is already feeling like crap, feel into deeper doom and gloom mode and my stomach started hurting because I had no idea how to make any of it better, Chris or the brakes. So I asked the guys at work about where
Or as Chris put it “we be illin”. It’s true. The dog is the only healthy organism living in this house at the moment. Well, the plants are still thriving. These are things I’m thankful for. I am thankful that I have things in my home at this moment that do not require medicine. Chris’s
You know? I haven’t really said much about the Pen Pal project. That’s because the Pen Pal Project kind of went flop, with a few exceptions. My niece, Amanda. Just this week I received an envelope from her containing three hand written letter. Two of these were actually written by her and one was a
It’s December, the month sends people into scramble mode. The thing is, I kind of feel like I’ve been in scramble mode since the end of January 2011. I had finally gotten into settling mode when people started talking about full calenders and how to juggle it all. Just once I’d like to get to
The turkey has been cooked (successfully). Dinner has been eaten. Leftovers have all been divided and put away. Dessert and coffee has been consumed. The kitchen has been cleaned. The parents have packed up and headed out. All of this happened in moments. Snippets of time. Writing a gratitude entry on the day after the
This week seemed to move in slow motion. I used to hate weeks like this. If a week had dragged on like this before, I’d be writhing in despair under my desk. But today, I was trying to schedule a training for someone who wants to use a microscope and as I looked at the
