This is what it's like living in Pennsylvania during the holidays ( Read more... )

Sometimes parenting is the last thing you want to do when you get home. Sometimes the voices in your head say things you don't want to hear. Sometimes all you want is to sit outside and listen to the birds. Sometimes there are no birds. Sometimes there are only mosquitoes. Sometimes anger overrides all. Sometimes being a failure seems like the only ( Read more... )

Sometimes I want to write. Sometimes I want to write and have nothing to write. Sometimes I want to write, have nothing to write, and wrote anyway. Someone once called it writing what you're thinking while you're thinking without thinking. Others call it stream of consciousness ( Read more... )

I just realized that next year, Scott and I will have been together 20 years. That will officially mark the moment when I will be with him longer than I was without him. I don't feel that old, but I guess no one does. Time passes us by but it never feels like it does ( Read more... )

I have an orange cat in my lap ( Read more... )

I lose track of time when scott is away. I also forget to eat. Forget is probably the wrong word though. I don't really forget so much as I just don't eat. Today I had a bowl of cereal, and some juice. Then had a cup of coffee for lunch. Skipped dinner and just made something for indy and his friends. And finally raided the freezer around 8pm for ( Read more... )

Day 1 (yesterday ( Read more... )

So we've had a cat living on our porch for the past week. Surprisingly we call him "porch cat". I wasn't going to let him in, I really wasn't. He was super friendly but not fixed, and I have a 6 month old unfixed girl cat, and she has an appointment to be fixed next week. But then with all the rain and the fact that every day I would wake up, fo to ( Read more... )

I don't even know where to begin. It floats around in my head all day and I don't talk about it with anyone and it sits there and I watch the minutes tick away on the couch and wonder why I am so distant ( Read more... )

Day 6 of kindergarden, and he didn't cry. He simply walked in the door and disappeared down the hall, without a care in the world ( Read more... )