Archive for August, 2010

30 August, 2010 08:52

First grade!

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Fact

If you are honest and tell a teacher you enrolled in their class to feed your soul, they may love you, but your fellow students may not.

But of course, very few 18 year old students know at that point  they have to feed their souls.

HOLY FREAKIN COW. My humanities teacher is AMAZING. Ever get the sense when you meet someone that they are more than what they appear? He’s one of them.

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A vent

Emma’s Voldestepmom and Voldedad added a son to their family last week. Last Monday, actually. We found out when my ex mother in law asked if Emma could come and spend the night with her cousins visiting from Texas.  She was surprised we didn’t know. While Emma was less than ten blocks from his house he neither called nor visited. Emma doesn’t even know her little brother’s name.

Am I alone in thinking this is all sorts of messed up? He hasn’t seen Emma since July 5th.  I’m not complaining since I love her, and more time with her is a good thing. But she was upset that he didn’t call. And then told me again that we were her real parents, and that THEY were her stepparents.

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4 August, 2010 20:38

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4 August, 2010 15:51

Prop 8 overturned! Hooray!

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I’ll do a real one later!!!! This was just a test!

WEEEE!

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A little worry over nothing

I want a boy next time when I’m pregnant. But I also want a girl. I’d take either one, really.
Emma’s Voldedad pretty much ignored her to begin with, and it got worse once he and Voldedstepmom had a spawn of their own. Spawn #2 is due this month, btw.
So I have this STUPID FEAR. and I know it’s stupid, I KNOW IT’S STUPID, that if we had a girl, Brian might love her more than Emma. And I KNOW that isn’t true, because If I thought FOR ONE SECOND that he might I would never have married him. But I see how Emma is treated by Voldedad and my heart aches for her and the what-if’s start creeping in.
Has she noticed that Voldedad and Voldestepmom play definite favorites? She is smart. Yes she has.
Luckily Brian is such a good dad, and so involved I am not sure Emma feels the sting as much as if she didn’t have a daddy to love her the way she should be loved.
Oh, but the GUILT I feel for my sweet little girl! I just always want her to be daddy’s little girl, and to be sure of her place in OUR sun, without fear of being eclipsed by anyone else…
Like I said, it’s the stupid what-if’s speaking, when I think about it, I know Brian is better than that. :)

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In case you doubted our geekdom

I offer you proof, in the form of  a picture of a StarWars book.

Ya. We own this.

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Overheard on a recent backpacking trip

” Oh my god, Buster is eating that dried up cow shit, god, stop him!”

Ten minutes later:

” Give mommy kisses! Him’s the best Boo ever!  Him’s my Boo! Him’s my baby!”

When he found a dead trout to roll around in, and smelled like death and rotten smoked salmon all rolled into one? I still let him sleep in my sleeping bag.

I might just love my dog, just a little.

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