Monday, January 11, 2010


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Things are bad here. Tough, tough, tough. I have been managing to hold it together most of the time, but this morning I flipped out in the kitchen while my girlie was in the living room. She didn't witness it, but heard it.

The cornbread had nothing to do with it, but sort of matches the mood. Girlie wanted the last of the cornbread for breakfast, ( Read more... )

Man, what a great trip to Cali on several levels. I’ve speckled the writing withjust a FEW of the amazing murals in Eureka. Many of them courtesy of beloved Humboldt artist Duane Flatmo.

A friend of mine named him Barney at one point, and it works for me, so I’ll call my daughter’s father Barney. Well, as I so dramatically pointed out earlier ( Read more... )

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Whew! I made it all the way through.

This week off didn't go quite as planned, but it was full. I like my life to be full. Now I'm just sort of exhausted. I am looking forward to going back to work so I can wind down. Hm. That doesn't seem right.

Did I say good? I need to say that too. I spent the week with my family - my amazing daughter ( Read more... )