I packed the kids up into the car and set out to the East coast in a hurry. I had received a call from my mother telling me that my grandfather was dying imminently. As I neared the 16 hour mark of driving (having stopped only briefly every three hours or so for gas and… Continue reading I’ll give you the fucking 83 cents!
I wasn't going to write a post about Kate Spade. I don't have any particular connection to her fashion - that's not to say that I didn't like a lot of what I've seen of hers - but I don't think I even own one of her items. I didn't want to dwell on negative… Continue reading Kate and Anthony… And Chester and Robin and Amy … And…
My grandpa died this past week. Yup, that's what's up with me. He passed in the early hours on Tuesday, Oct 5th. I was notified the evening before that the hospice personnel was of the opinion that he was actively dying, so it wasn't a shock when my mum called me at 2 or so… Continue reading Vila i Frid, Grandpa
"How many towels, d'you think we need?" I asked my partner. "I dunno... Six?" "Hmmmm," I said before reaching out and grabbing handfuls of towels, washclothes, and a hospital gown. "This should be plenty." We both sighed, and turned back out of the linen closet. As we got to her room, I turned again to… Continue reading Fly free, Ada.
My grandpa has but months to live - they finally gave an actual prognosis to him yesterday. I'm skeptical that he'll take that long (4-6 months) though I did tell my mother last week my opinion was that if he decided he had the fortitude and will to live I could see him making it… Continue reading My own house
I got an email today from a lady that requested that I share a video of her daughter on my blog. At first I wasn’t sure if it could possibly be spam, maybe it is, but I decided that it was a heartfelt written email. Noting the content it seemed appropriate that she had chosen… Continue reading Please… Don’t [Commit Suicide]
Today I got a package from my mother. She had let me know it was coming; she told me there'd be old home movies and Jello molds (for Chrissakes, Ma! Stop sending me Jello molds!) But she didn't forewarn me about the envelope she had tucked at the bottom of the box. I pulled… Continue reading In Memorium
9N was hard work, but that is not why I transferred from the unit. I had started school by this time, and they would not work with me with my schedule. I knew there were several other units that would work with students, so after nine months I started looking at internal listings. There… Continue reading Vollie News: Excerpt #1 “I Made a Joke”