February 2012
bestgirlbetty:
This is a shot in the dark, but oh why not. I am seeking corporate sponsors for my Realy for Life for the American Cancer Society to match fundraising or make a contribution. If you happen to work for a company that might be willing to be a sponsor, I would love to hear from you.
Here’s a link to my Relay page.
That's great it starts with an earthquake....
I fell asleep hard. It was a deep sleep rich with long and intense dreams, all before the Moment of Zen and the hand off from Stewart to Colbert. I’ve been having a hard time getting to sleep, so this was such a gift, full uninterrupted rest.
Less than 50 minutes later:
CRASH
He was up before I processed not being in my dreamworlds, “CAT!”
Seven’s door opened and...
Have some more chicken, have some more pie, it...
thereluctantrunner:
…and remember…running a marathon does not give you permission to eat whatever you want….You still need to maintain a healthy diet…This is the only way to really become a better athlete!”
I imagine these words being yelled to me in a movie from my coach who is driving away in a car. He’s yelling it to me as the few last words of wisdom and I’m standing there not really...
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Comfort Me
When she was so little, she only had a few dozen words, my daughter used to come up to us, arms reaching into the air and say “I need comforting! Comfort me!” when she was upset, or scared, or had found herself in the middle of a tantrum and she didn’t know how to get free.
Since the day they let me hold her, which is not the same as the day she was born, I would hold her and...
My kid is dressed to go to the comic book store in...
And I have decided to let her.
You like to think It is national elections that...
The most important elections are for state houses and assemblies.
Mine just had the agriculture committee legislate my vagina because they think I am stupid and chattel and don’t vote.
Wow are *they* wrong.
If you are moderate, if you are independent, don’t check out of this election - even of you are fed up- even if you can’t take the crazy - or we are all fucked. Because...
And then there was vomit.
Seven doesn’t feel well. :(
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Tangle
Seven had a breakdown, she doesn’t want to go to sleep. In her dreams, people “end up like Jake” and it terrifies her, the idea of loss, the idea of losing someone precious.
“It is not the same without him.”
And it isn’t.
I tell her it is a tangle, in her brain, like a bunch of yarn that is in knots. Her brain needs to pull the knots apart, work them...
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Burnt
Seven: Dinner smells yummy!
Me: That's not dinner, that is my fingers.
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Josephine
In the basement of Laboure House we set up chairs in a circle. The seniors made their way into the room, some with walkers, some striding confidently to a seat, some shuffling along the linoleum floor.
We were there for a program called “Life Stories” where seniors would talk about the pivotal points in their lives, the memories that they wanted remembered, that they found themselves telling...
Bocking like a chicken to Smells Like Teen Spirit
In a Serial Killer Bar….as you do, it you are me.
DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT
frageelay:
DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT DATE NIGHT
I know!!!
How Sevens Work
Seven: (Something vaguely insulting)
Him: Seven, That is rude. You hurt Mommy's feelings.
Seven: I didn't mean to...You hurt my feelings by not forgiving me fast enough.
Me: I am sorry.
And that's how I ended up apologizing for being the object of insult this morning. Sevens are weird.
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Bomb, missile and fire....
Seven just asked how to spell those words, and then wandered off with Derek’s iPad, so anyway, I am barricading myself in the bedroom closet with this box of fundraising chocolate.
Now she wants to know how to spell Missile Launcher.
God, I hope she isn’t on Amazon.
When Patricia LaBounty Googles herself, I hope she...
In college, we were housemates, seven of us living in an old farmhouse in Walla Walla. Our Junior year, Derek’s father died suddenly of colon cancer, he had been diagnosed earlier that week. We got the call when we were at the theater working on sets and costumes, and it hit us hard.
Derek went home for the funeral, and decided he didn’t want me to go with - which was fine - that was...
Yay! Employee Survey!
Another opportunity for the people I fight for everyday to tell me what a bitch I am! Yay! Can’t wait to see how much I suck.
Awesome.
Maybe today is a bad day for me to fill that out….
Thanks
Thank you for all the kind things you have been sending to our little corner of Chicago, it is greatly appreciated, more than you know.
I keep writing emails and not sending them, because words are stalled, except on twitter where no cab driver is safe from my wrath.
But all the stalled words are thank you, we appreciate you, I can’t make the meeting on the 13th, it is actually 5134...