Before Ferdinand was born, there were of course speculation of when, if there will be any coincidences with birthdays of friends, relatives, friend’s friend, or friend’s friend’s niece…
Now, I know who shares his birthday. And, gosh, you would think me sick, but I am glad, that Ferdinand shares his birthday with Rosepetal’s firstborn son V [...]
Archive for July, 2009
July29
Posted in anniversary on July 29, 2009 | 23 Comments »
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Posted in Glow in the woods on July 28, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Not here, but over at Glow in the Woods. I have decided to step off and let in some new blood. I feel I have said yabbled a lot and it has been great therapy for me, but all the poor ears/eyes I have tortured! I do feel I have run out of things to [...]
Posted in just gibberish on July 24, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Thanks for all your supportive comments on the previous post! I really appreciate that… …
I almost immediately went searching for someone else to make a new neckalce, and I did start searching. For five seconds. Then I stopped.
It will have to wait. Too many emotions, even if I felt I had calmed down and let [...]
i don’t want to be upset (warning: RANT)
Posted in just gibberish on July 23, 2009 | 9 Comments »
I really don’t want to be upset…. don’t want this to turn sour…. holding on to tenuous threads of sanity and peace but I’m slipping rapidly.
The custom necklace that broke? So I sent it back and she was taking a long time to repair. Last week she said, first thing Monday I am going to [...]
coming to terms
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Life after on July 19, 2009 | 12 Comments »
I am 65-dollars richer now.
Because I sold the five prenatal workout dvd’s I had. All of them sold within three days of listing. OK, they were priced to sell but I would not call it a loss either… because I won’t be using them and I am not going to upcycle those discs into coasters [...]
life in July
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Life after, anniversary on July 13, 2009 | 10 Comments »
It is so searing hot I nearly burned my hands opening the car door. But, you know, grief does not melt under heat.
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Sliced off a small piece of flesh from my thumb while cutting up mushrooms to throw into the stew. Knife was freshly sharpened by my in-home dedicated knife-sharperner husband so the cut was [...]
