He's scanning a YouTube page, filled with thumbnails of videos, I'm looking over his shoulder while turning on the room lamp next to his desk ( Read more... )

Well, how the fuck do you follow up a post like that ( Read more... )

On the night of Wednesday the 6th, morning of Thursday, at about 1:00am, I had a heart attack.

I’m trapped in this stupid shell, and it’s fucking broken.

I’ve been smoking since I was 18 years old - works out to be about 21 years, with time off for having babies.  I relapsed, again, several months ago, despite how much I love my Younger Son ( Read more... )

Me:
It has now been 26 months since I had more than 3 hrs sleep in a row.  I've been feeding stray cats in the neighborhood, ever since I saw the teenies - two incredibly tiny cats , eating chicken bones from a neighbor's garbage.  A while back the friendliest one was hanging out on our porch when we left to take Elder Son to school; when I came ( Read more... )

Today is The Daughter's 16th birthday.  We actually had a pretty nice (if brief) chat on the phone ( Read more... )

So, he's nearly 13 months old, and he still wakes up every two hours through the night ( Read more... )

late, but, there ya go.

Baby, and the rest of the family, has been sick for about 4 weeks now.  It's gotten to a lingering cough, so he seems to be getting better.  In the course of these four weeks, he has seen the Doc twice, and we learned that he weighs 23 pounds.  Great Big Giant Baby.

He turned a year old on the 22nd.  There was no party, but ( Read more... )

I've been a bad slacker of a mommy, since I'm intending this journal to be something of an online baby book, so here's a bunch of the latest on the latest.

He is 11 months old.

He officially has four teeth, now.  They're pointy, and sharp, and owie when he feels tricksy.  Which fortunately isn't often.  He left toothmarks on my nipple the other day ( Read more... )

Today, in my bedroom, someone was brought to tears and sobbing at the sight of my shirtless chest.  He crawled forward, mewling, his gaping mouth searching desperately for my breast.  When he finally was firmly ensconced, my nipple in his mouth, he gave a shuddering sigh of contentment and pleasure, and his eyes rolled up in his head ( Read more... )

I finally had it out with my hubbie, recently.  He said something about wanting me to stop bitching about his work....

Well, gee, they screw him constantly, they're totally incompetent business people, they alternately treat him like a son, a co-owner, their friend, and the retard that smells bad.  I have two separate email conversations the Hubbie ( Read more... )