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Gotta admit, California is living up to the description of sunny right now. Weather's MUCH better than back home (but then, it is Autumn so...). Nice to be able to soak up the rays and enjoy the heat ( Read more... )

There are a few of you (well, two actually) who need an update here. My meetings in L.A. have been pushed back a week, so I've had to push back the NY trip as well. As things now stand, I'll be in L.A. next Mon., Tue., and Wed., then catching a late flight to NY on Wed. night, where I'll be for a week. No meetings there, just relaxing and ( Read more... )

- Chocolate chip pancakes, drizzled with honey and whipped cream for breakfast -- in case you're wondering, Jacob made a right bloody mess of his, but more ended up in him that on him, which is always good ( Read more... )

So apparently the things in my life that make me feel good - watching my kids play, knowing they're healthy and happy, meeting new people, going to new places, living life - are revolting. Yeah, I don't get it either.

Getting off isn't always a sexual thing.

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When I first showed up around here, there was this guy - a kid, really - who stepped up and made me feel welcome. We started talking a lot and got to be great friends. Visited each other, hung out, spent a lot of time together, all that. Then I left for a while - a long while, actually - and we lost touch ( Read more... )

Alright, giving this anonymous thing a go. Ask me anything, tell me your darkest secrets, or just tell what a daft cunt I am. Any and all takers welcome. ;)

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I never knew just how high
I was flying
With you right above me

In other news, the kids have decided we're going to the beach this afternoon.

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The scene: I'm in the kitchen, getting drinks for the kids, while Hunter and Jacob play in the back yard. The door's open, so I can hear if anything happens. Then an ear-splitting shriek rips through the air. Before I can make it to the back door, Hunter comes clomping in, pulling a sobbing, screaming Jacob behind him ( Read more... )

A happy Easter to all those who celebrate it, in whichever way you celebrate it. Hunt eggs and eat chocolate until you pass out.

We (and when I say we, I mean myself, Hunter and Jacob) made cinnamon rolls for breakfast this morning after the boys demolished their baskets. The rolls turned out smashingly well. There is now more cinnamon in my ( Read more... )