Post archive for ‘All good things’
Dad
When I came home from my job at a meat-packing plant (ugh, don’t ask, it was a long time ago) on this day, December 21st, I got a call from my aunt telling me that my dad had been taken to hospital. He’d collapsed at home. She told me to stay home and wait for [...]
Tidying up the mess :)
Going to be reworking this blog a bit. It was time to update the header and I might redo the columns a little. I think I went widget-happy Believe it or not, this is relaxing for me, mucking about in code and photoshop, throwing things in a figurative bucket and seeing what comes out. Work’s [...]
Blog-Blocked
I’m trapped between having an urge to post, and then not being able to think about anything I can write about. Someone said to me today that they like the “I Write What I Like” philosophy of Steve Biko. I like that too. I should be able to write what I like, within reason of [...]
Coffee good
I haven’t been sleeping much lately. Not because I’m still all broody from my last post though. No, I’m good. Holidays can be wonderful things, but they can also make you a bit sad, but it’s only now and then. No, I’m not sleeping much due to excessive elation. I seem to have found myself [...]
Holidays
I don’t know why, but this year seems particularly tough as far as getting through family-type events. I miss my mom. I alternately miss her and I’m terribly afraid that I’m going to die unexpectedly young. I’ve never talked about that before but I’m trying a new thing where I write without editing myself. So [...]
Thankful
The thing to do today, apart from consume turkey/tofurkey and sweet pickles, is to somehow acknowledge the things you’re thankful for as well as be with people you love. This is me doing the acknowledge thing. I’m thankful for my beautiful daughter. Every day she surprises and delights me. I love the relationship we have, [...]
Sundays
I’m sitting in Galaxy laundry on a Sunday morning doing a hated chore but it must be done because I’m out of knickers Life is a funny thing really. A neverending tumult of experiences and joys. Enormous highs and terrible lows and I seem to have encountered it all in the past few weeks alone. [...]
