glad i held out. glad my degree is good for something. now i guess i can move it from the bathroom to the office ( Read more... )

i <3 it all.

my phone doesn't work because i'm broke.
busy and busy and busy and depressed and okay.
i have two baby chickens. priscilla and evenrude. right now they live in a box. soon they'll live in a coop.
played scrabble at the laundry mat. brent and his seven-letter words. phooey.

davonne and i watched two disturbing movies tonight.
the documentary - "her flesh and blood," about a woman with 13 children (4 of whom are fully-grown, 2 of which are biological). among these kids are two without legs, one with EB - the genetic disease where your skin falls off, one who was badly burned as a baby and is disfigured, one with MS and ( Read more... )

i haven't been writing - obviously. nothing. not even private scribbles ( Read more... )

i buttered micah's head.
my emotions have been running wild. i'm anticipating sanity and mexico on thursday.
it was a great baby shower. it rained babies and i found out that target does NOT have any giraffe bouncers left.

i watched constant gardener with mel and von, and cried at flashback scenes.

brent's home!

my dream journal is full of nonsense ( Read more... )

happy valentines day.
i made brownies and yelled at construction workers.
brent and i are broke - or i'm broke, and brent's going to vegas...
so no romantic night. maybe spaghettios and friends season 10 - the crap bag episode.
sounds like a celebration to me.

i havent written anything in months.

i'm broke. so i made brent a scrapbook of our first two years together, ending in our engagement ( Read more... )

brent's parents saved our lives by moving all of our belongings ( Read more... )