you know that monty python sketch with the fat guy at the restaurant who eats the wehfer theen meent and then more or less explodes? today i feel a bit like the poor maid who was sent to clean up all the vomit.

and i don't mind putting myself in the psychological path of others, per se. don't mind being egested upon. but afterwards, shouldn't i at ( Read more... )

Please excuse the contents of this entry, but my frail, partially restored good mood was just run over by the pessimist truck.

Today is Riva's birthday. Riva is 24 today. She loves birthdays, loves HER birthday, and adores being fussed over.

*deep breath*

ok, just stick to the facts, devo. You'll probably regret your bitterness at some point in the ( Read more... )

Lately I've been dealing with an avalanche of loss. Last weekend the mother of two boys in the afterschool program I teach, died suddenly. The kids all knew her because she was PTA president.  Last weekend I also awoke crying in the middle of the night, presumably for Grandma (Thanksgiving was her favorite time of year, and I'm not returning to ( Read more... )