… or get off the pot

Random: – Tempest walked over to me and held her hand out. “Mommy?” she said. She opened her fingers and inside was a slightly goopy, chipped Ibuprofun. Insert me freaking out. It looks like she picked it up, put it in her mouth and spit it out because she didn’t … Continue Reading →


I added this newsletter-type feature to my website so that Curtis’ family wouldn’t keep calling us all the damn time asking when we’re going to update, and then missing half of what I put up because they didn’t read the text about it. The point of this feature was so … Continue Reading →


Nothing to say today, just Tempest in Technicolour. Messy bedhead and Aquadoodle love within.


Protected: Happy fucking holidays

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  • 24 December, 2005
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I posted this poem in my OD about two and a half years ago when I first found it tucked away inside a family recipe book. I was thinking about it again today and thought I’d repost it for the sake of those who haven’t seen it before.


I’m trying not to give myself permission to be depressed over the holidays. We celebrated Yule this year, if only mildly. Our house is too small for trees and decorations, but it was the first year I felt around enough to recognize it. I don’t know if that’s because I’m … Continue Reading →


A few days ago we got a letter from Vital Statistics Canada with a hearty “congratulations on the birth of your baby!” and the documents to register a live birth. The only thing we filed through vital statistics was Jericho’s death certificate… you’d think that would negate the need for … Continue Reading →


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  • By Babyslime
  • 20 December, 2005
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Whenever Tempest sees the camera she yells, “Cheese!”. This has morphed into her only ever calling the camera “cheese” instead of something more logical like “picture” or simply “camera”. Lately she’s begun doing this thing with her hands every time I ask her to pose for the camera (which is … Continue Reading →