Sunday, November 11, 2007
No, not really. I read a quote once that I have always remembered, "There are many tears in the heart that never reach the eye." I live that quote, I think. I have had a lot of heartbreak, but I don't cry much. I keep the tears in my heart, and then I guess I release them all when I write. I think... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
I think I was tacky today . . .
My son (9) has a "reader" and when he reads from it, I have to sign it. This morning I signed his paper (I hate putting my signature and have to do it so often that it is a sucky signature). My son said, "My teacher wonders why you write your name like that?" It pissed me off (should I mention that... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Oh no
I should have asked for the million dollars. Not only are the clothes picked up, he's cooking dinner. Oh dear, I must hold up my end of the negotiations. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Hostage
I am holding sex hostage. I could ask for a million bucks and a one-way ticket to paradise, but all I want is for him to put up his damn clothes. So until then, I am holding sex hostage. Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
When I Miss You Most
I miss you most on rainy days when there is nothing to do but listen to the drops on my window and think of you. I miss you most on busy days when deadlines are all around me and I can’t seem to catch my breath, but a fragrance, a look, a touch will remind me and I think of you. I miss you most when... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
On a Day like Today
When I needed it most and on a day I was struggling, you reminded me that friends are closer than I had thought and are stronger than I had remembered. When I lost my footing and on a day I cried the hardest, you brought me back to a place of strength, endurance and comfort and helped me get through... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
The Flood
I cried over my kid’s baby books, footies my grandma made handprints on paper and those little red shoes. I cried over my yearbooks, moccasins my grandma gave me first Halloween costumes and that old wooden bobber. But I didn’t cry over the milk. I threw it away. Sign in to see full entry.
Home Sweet Home
I just never knew how much I took for granted, particularly a nice, hot bath. That is the first thing I did when our bath was fixed: I took a long, hot bubble bath. The Avon lady lives two houses down. She has been back in her home for a couple of weeks now. I sent my son down there and told him to... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
I haven't kept in touch
and now I am so far behind on keeping an account of this ordeal I am going through. It has been almost 3 months since our home flooded. We have been living in a camper in our driveway. First and foremost, I am thankful that I have a place to stay. That said... it absolutely stinks. The first week or... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Today I had to walk away . . .
We are getting so much done, but today I just had to get away from it. It is so overwhelming. My husband and I haven't gone back to work yet. We are in the process of gutting our home to hopefully salvage it.. I guess we will try to go back to work on Monday. We are very fortunate. A friend had an... Sign in to see full entry.