Media Blitz.
HEY GUYS IT’S SUPER LATE AND I’M THE ONLY ONE AWAKE ALSO LOOK: CAPS IT’S GONNA BE ONE OF THOSE ENTRIES BUCKLE UP OKAY SO IT’S FATHER’S DAY FOR ONE MORE MINUTE AND OURS WAS AWESOME WE WENT TO GO…
Best of times, worst of times.
You’ll have to forgive me: I’m a little bit rusty. It’s been weeks and weeks– maybe even months– since I really sat down to write an entry. I used to do this all the time. I mean, daily. Now, the…
The Body Electric.
Hey. So. A few days ago, I posted a small update on Twitter and Facebook, giving the short version of a three hour visit at Duke: if Addie’s new medication doesn’t work, they want to consider neurosurgery. I took the…
Human Beings in the Wild.
Jason called this afternoon and was all, So, how’s that entry coming? and I admitted, IT’S NOT. I’ve been trying to write this for six days, and honestly, I think the problem is that when something happens I need to talk about…
I’m so tired.
I’m so tired. I can’t even remember the last time I was this exhausted, physically and emotionally. But, like– in the best possible way. Exhausted because I’ve been moving boxes, running up stairs, lifting furniture, carrying assorted children. Exhausted because…
I’ve dreaded writing this entry.
It’s been put off forever, like a difficult homework assignment. I find other ways to distract myself– Bioshock, Sims 3, the library, the pavement, cooking, shopping, movie-watching– really, anything but sitting down and writing. Because here is where I have…
Happy endings.
She left this morning a first grader with a full set of teeth. She came home a second grader with a new smile.
I don’t even know where to start.
Let’s go with Amendment One. Let’s go with that, because it’s fresh in my mind, and I just feel like, THE FUCK, NORTH CAROLINA? I’m shocked. Like, I know that my friends in other states have this vision of North…
We’re almost done.
Almost. Well, not really at all: the kitchen is done EXCEPT for the tile, which is kind of a big thing except we adhered it and everything. And did the cutting. That was the suckest part of all– the cutting….
A story almost like ‘The Notebook’, but without old people or Ryan Gosling.
Basically, it’s just a bearded man building the woman he loves a house. Or rather, a bearded man building a house WITH the woman he loves, because it turns out that woman– spoiler: me– is more badass than she ever…
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