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Warning: Snork related post I am wondering if most of my posts will be Snork related at this point, so the “warning” might be a regular deal for a while. I just know how effing difficult it is to go with someone on a blog journey when you are in the bad place. So while [...]
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Warning: all about the 36 week Snork scan I woke up this morning positively giddy about another chance to glimpse the Snork. I wondered how big he was, if he was in a good position…and most of all craving the words “normal” and “healthy”. The size factor, truthfully, has had me a bit angsty. Nothing [...]
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I recently completed reading the new Carrie Fisher autobiography. I say “new” as I really count her Postcards from the Edge as being the first, but this latest is post her adventures with ECT (electroconvulsive therapy). I found that her sharp edged style of writing was a bit more smooth, but her wit and observations [...]
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Warning: Some photos are from the party with the rain, GM update at the end Above: Me, Marta & Jessi at the beach. Check out my awesome cankles! Above: Caity & Jess- awesome hostesses of my party with rain. They are just beyond amazing. Above: PLAID SHOES!! Seriously. Above: holy shit am I a wide [...]
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I’m here, I’m here. It has been a busy time and my computer has grown mossy and is covered in dust. I have a hand full of things to write about, none of which I have time for right now, but I just wanted to check-in in a sort of brief meandering way. The headline [...]
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You can now quiz me on all major long term care facilities in my town. I can tell you which one pipes in muzak in every nook and cranny, which one smells the worst, and which one had Mother and I feeling all Goldilocks-esque. It really was just a grand tour to find the perfect [...]
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I have been staying away from blogland for a few days because I am still wallowing in a royal funk. And seriously? Who wants to see that? I am annoyed at myself for being so doom and gloom. Mother is all, “don’t worry!” “everything will be fine” and I cower in a corner under a [...]
