Ali and I took the kids to the State Fair last night. Jamie and Deshon came with their kids as well. I still find it fascinating that when Ali and Deshon are within ten feet of each other, they both begin to embody the most extreme aspects of their personalities. I can't believe that after all these years, they still find the need to prove ( Read more... )

I started reading An Interrupted Life: The Diaries of Etty Hillesum tonight. I told him I'd think of him when I read it, and I opened to the first page and realized I don't even know who or what I'm thinking of. I've even taken his picture out of the book because I was afraid someone would find it now that the book is no longer securely closed and ( Read more... )

I've been talking to Jes on the telephone recently. She's trying to plan a good time to get away and come see Marid. We've been talking about it since he was born. He's not even so new anymore ( Read more... )

I got my son ( Read more... )

I'm not in the mood to write, but if I don't write about this, I'll probably never write about anything again ( Read more... )

The thing is, I don't even really care that some bastard stopped by my journal and wrote, "Who cares what you do with the evil spawn you created because you're too stupid to use birth control," or something like that. It's like internet graffitti. And someplace in the back of my mind, I thought, I can probably disable this comments feature. I ( Read more... )

I don't know what to do about this baby. I really don't. I know I don't want to have it. I wish it would just go away.

And now I have something to say. Now I'm saying, Oh my God, I said it. I can't believe I said it. I want to go and delete the entry, but that won't delete anything. It just wasn't real until I saw that. And now I can probably say all sorts of things, but I'm not sure what. I'm not sure what. I'm not sure, I don't know, here we go again.Oh-my-God

When I started this journal, I thought I'd write in it every day. I thought I'd find so many things to say, so many moments of magic in my every day life. From a cat curled up on the kitchen chair to Sadira sucking her thumb underneath her covers where no one can see her ( Read more... )

I discovered something over this weekend ( Read more... )