Sher­man has banned me from things that have too much sad real­ity today…I under­stand that.  In my cur­rent moody state (PMS peo­ple, not the other one) I do get a lit­tle nutso over things.  But I’m putting this up as a reminder for myself.
I know I don’t get too seri­ous on here, usu­ally its all […]

We’ve had a fair amount of bumps and bruises here lately. Going from sick to clumsy has been jar­ring. I keep run­ning into things and Ijah keeps bang­ing his head…
I’ve been giv­ing him the band-aids though…even though they were my last two bug ones…guess I love the kiddo.

Eli­jah and I were on the bus home from Tar­get today and I kept hear­ing snip­pets of con­ver­sa­tions.  This isn’t abnor­mal by any means, it’s one of the rea­sons I like the bus.  It’s my own per­sonal ver­sion of real­ity t.v.  Today. how­ever, I wished I could turn it off.  Two women, age was very […]

Robert nailed it when he said this first Ijah free long week­end was like a sea­son finale.  It’s not a show chang­ing one, but it’s a big step.
When Sher­man and I first met I wasn’t sure that I wanted chil­dren.  I had decided that I didn’t in an ear­lier rela­tion­ship and the thought hadn’t really occured […]

Today, a year after I had the kiddo I look about like what I did when I left the hos­pi­tal.  This is damn near a daily source of drama for me.  Today, a year after the kiddo, I also came to a con­clu­sion.
I’m not in my twen­ties any­more.  I’m not 150 pounds any­more.  One of […]

I’m pretty sure that the “first” birth­day cel­e­bra­tion is really just as much for par­ents as it is for kids.  He gets an out­fit and atten­tion and a pretty righ­t­ious mon­key cake, we get a pat on the back for keep­ing him alive and well for a year.
And let me tell you, that first year is […]

Eli­jah has been very con­tent lately to sit and look at his books.  He lifts the flaps, turns the color wheels, flips the pages.  It gives me some quiet.  Actu­ally it gives ma a lot of quiet.  He’ll play like that for quite some time.  He doesnt have the same atten­tion span for his other […]

I want a do-over of the morning…one where I take up Sher­mans super sweet let­ting me sleep in offer…where I wake up when he needs to get ready and Ijah is not in a crabby, screechy mood.
There are times when I am 100% sure that I can not do this, that I can’t take one […]

Things have been quiet around here, well not so much quiet but vir­tu­ally non-existent.  I’ll admit that I am suf­fer­ing from equal parts lazy and blocked.
I find that in our daily rou­tine I haven’t built in space for writ­ing.  I have also become, very much, a crea­ture of rou­tine.  A cou­ple of years ago, I […]

There was really only so much more cold and dreary I could deal with…I felt my san­ity slip­ping away…running actu­ally, run­ning away from the cold grey.  “What?  You com­plain about cold and rainy yet you dream of Seat­tle?”  I know, but its different…way dif­fer­ent.  Seat­tle has an ocean, for that, I deal with rain.
But the infusion […]