Curtis has gone to get stuff for rice pudding. And waffles. Because I’m going to make rice pudding, and he’s going to make waffles. I want the waffles, he wants the pudding. I have a desperate, desperate craving for waffles. Waffles and beer, but I’ll settle for just the waffles. … Continue Reading →


The last few nights have been brutal for me. I’ve not slept more then a half hour at a time. I move from the bed, to the couch, to the floor, back to bed… Tempest wakes because I’m constantly moving about. When I finally managed to fall asleep my fatass … Continue Reading →


Curtis and I received a letter today from Psycho Grandma. It was an apology. To me. For things she said “before you were married”. I tried not to think about how she was not apologizing for The Incident, and trying to alienate me from the family recently… She said “I … Continue Reading →


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Today I looked in the mirror after I got dressed and thought, “My tummy is so small. I was bigger around this time when I was pregnant with Tempest, I felt so much more movement, I had more symptoms – I hardly feel pregnant at all.” Most of the time … Continue Reading →


I never take pictures anymore

I don’t know why, for some reason I just don’t. Part of the reason being that Tempest is so addicted to the camera that every time I take it out she goes, “OOOH!” points, laughs, poses – it’s hard to take non-corny pictures of her, so I take very few. … Continue Reading →


Curtis’ parents gave him notarized permission to use their credit card to buy supplies for his schooling (which starts in just over a month. Holy crap.) We could never afford the price of his supplies. We’re not just talking textbooks and pencils here… He went in to the stores today … Continue Reading →


Dive-by gifting

Last night at around 10pm Curtis was on the computer, and I was playing a video game. There was a loud thumping on our window as someone traveled down the stairs to our door. Curtis opened it up and my father jumped in. He ran over to where I was … Continue Reading →


This is really cute, in a corny kind of way. — Babs