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( I guess this would be a memoir-type thing, but I can't help but think of it as RPF )

I woke up today without a headache and feeling really very good ( Read more... )

I can't remember what I've posted and when. So, quickly, my husband Mike just donated a kidney to his son, my step-son, David ( Read more... )

Mike mentioned going over to his GF's house and helping her with something. It was something minor, and I said "Why can't she do that ( Read more... )

This is a pretty big deal for us -- it hasn't really sunk in yet and realistically, we won't see much changes for several months while we get caught up on our bills. But then, there the caught up on our bills part ( Read more... )

Just a good pic of Mike's oldest son, Mike.


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** This is Mike, taking over Lisa's journal **

This is my gift to Lisa for Mother's Day.  I'm going to tell you how fantastic she is and Luke is going to help me --

-- Lisa is awesome because she's Lisa; I can't explain it better than that

-- (Luke) We write books together

-- she's not jealous or possessive - she doesn't play head games

-- (Luke) My ( Read more... )

Just what it says on the tin --

I went to the Women's Literature Read-in and read Written in the Book of the Woods. It was very nicely received and one of the professors said that if the Brit anthology doesn't want it, she knows an editor or two that might. Very cool.

I get to sleep in tomorrow and then ( the next two weeks will try to kill me: )

This morning, I woke up when Mike got the alarm, slung my arm over his chest and muttered, "I was dreaming that I was in charge of a group of Klingon ex-pats. It was cool, 'cause I knew Klingon."

Mike blinked and then sighed, blowing a warm breath into my neck. "I love you so much."