I am sitting in the grass, in the pitch black night, outside of the apartment office of our new apartments. Yes there is free wi-fi here but no, it doesn't reach my building!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want to talk all about my new place, but i'm freezing and getting eaten by bugs. i mostly just suffered through this to let everyone know i'm no dead and will ( Read more... )

Stephen called me at a quarter to 1 and said he's coming home. I almost squeed, but thought for a second and caught myself long enough to process his tone. Oh crap. "What happened?" (PLEASE NOT AN INJURY ( Read more... )

Stephen turned to me in the kitchen tonight and asked me if I've been taking my pills. LOL, no, no I have not ( Read more... )

Ben's last day of soccer was Wednesday and we won't be doing it again in the fall. It's very sad, because he really enjoyed soccer and was pretty good at it (it was a much better fit for him than art class, karate class and gymnastics class, all of which were kinda challenges for him in the past) But sadly, not only are they raising the price for ( Read more... )

Can you flounce your own journal?

I keep wanting to write this big sappy goodbye post, but it's really not like I'm falling off the face of the planet. Right now, it seems to me like I'm losing you all forever, but boy won't I feel silly when I get to the library in a couple of days and am back again.

It's not goodbye. It's just having a life ;-)

"Papa? Why don't we like Nana's house anymore?"

Of course, because our life is a movie and nothing can be accomplished with out a sprinkling of drama thrown in, the guy who own's the condo we made an offer on will not be able to respond to us for a week or more because his mother died today ( Read more... )

The condo we loved finally sold. On the very day that we agreed to aggressively drop the price of our house in order to make sure that we could buy it ( Read more... )

This has been submitted to the boss for approval, and instead of nodding and passing it back, he went to the office of the big boss. Hmm. Crossing fingers never hurts, right?

You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone“Someday” has been following me around for quite a long time. “Someday” was when we were going to get our fireplace fixed, and “ ( Read more... )

A few people in the ad department have approached me about my leaving, asking the usual "when's your last day?" "where are you going to live?" questions, but there's another one in there too. "Are you going to still write your column?" I said that I'd love to, but no one has mentioned it to me. Many people said I should go mention it to them. This ( Read more... )