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My two boys. One seven, one almost three months. Smiles from strangers. Making you laugh. Odd bursts of affection: giving and receiving. Secret compliments. Roundness. Knowledge. Knowing the answers to questions. My career. My mother, my sister, my nieces and … Continue reading

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April 2008- February 2006


‘Why, there’s hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!’ Continue reading

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“Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of silly persons!”


No Child Of Mine – Polly Jean Harvey 6 o’clock this morning my five year old came into my room and told me to wake up, because he wanted waffles. It was not an unreasonable request, nor an unreasonable hour. … Continue reading

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February 2006 – August 2005


Wednesday, February 01, 2006 control machete si senor(amores perros) Yeah. GODDAMMIT. No cigarettes, took me over an hour to find my glasses this morning, AND I have a fucking test today. God can this day suck any harder?? Don’t answer … Continue reading

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April 2009- March 2008


Whatever. cancer gave you an out. I got nothing. Continue reading

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I can dig it


I will have more to write tonight, just want to say… This guy is wonderful, and he makes waking up in the morning something to look forward to. Also, I put Elvis to sleep last night reading aloud “When You … Continue reading

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Simple Pleasures aka The Best Things In Life Are Free


Life is a complicated thing. It is a million tiny moments, both good and bad, that make our memories. Here are my simple pleasures- Those involving my son: Watching his skin goosebump when I tickle the back of his neck, … Continue reading

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