by Mir | Oct 22, 2004 | My name is Grumplestiltskin, Retail Therapy
Verily, I am a delicate flower. Stop laughing. My therapist seems to think I need to spend some time journaling about my strengths and the things I like about myself. And she didn’t seem all that amused when I agreed, but asked what I would do after that. (What...
by Mir | Oct 21, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
*crickets* So, either everybody died or my last post was my most boring yet. Okay. The school meeting went well. The ex had the good sense to not say much, other than to agree with things I’d already said. So that went well, at least. I’m not sure we have...
by Mir | Oct 21, 2004 | What do I do all day?
There is something about Fall that causes my brain to present the image of squirrels hoarding acorns to accompany my every task. Perhaps this is because I am so poetic and metaphorical! Or perhaps it’s because there are about four hundred squirrels in my yard,...
by Mir | Oct 21, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
“Mama, you must be made of blankies, cuz you’re so soft and warm!”
by Mir | Oct 20, 2004 | Retail Therapy
Wednesday is usually a good day to play Meat Lottery. The “Manager’s Special” coupons abound, as the previous weekend’s rush is over and the stocking up for the coming weekend has not yet begun. Today I didn’t spot a single coupon....
