There are good days and bad days. Sometimes the bad days last a lot longer than I want them to, and I can’t stop thinking about it. Being spread and washed in my room and humiliated in front of my friends, seeing him in the warmer and feeling trapped or … Continue Reading →



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I realized last night that the day I may have conceived on was the day I was sure Jericho would be born on. I counted on it. I saw it in my dreams, I felt so strongly that he’d be born on a Pagan holiday, and that would be the … Continue Reading →


My father, his girlfriend and my sister all came over a few days ago and stayed for two nights. Dad and Laurie slept out on the porch on a blow-up air mattress to escape the heat and cat allergens (she’s allergic) and Marika slept in the guest bedroom. Each night … Continue Reading →


Just an FYI, I’m getting my internet and phone switched over today, and while the cancellation order from Telus was supposed to go in this evening, they were rude little things and decided they would cancel all my services early. I spent three hours with their customer support and tech … Continue Reading →


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  • By Babyslime
  • 24 July, 2006
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Curtis came home and had me tend to a wound on his ear that was bleeding. As he was sitting in the chair hissing about it, Tempest ran up: “What’s wrong, daddy?” “Daddy’s ear hurts.” “Oh… is it bleeding?” “Yes it is,” I answered. “Do I have blood in my … Continue Reading →


First on-site photography job; it went well, methinks. It was hot like no day should be hot. Hot like our butter turned to liquid and will never solidify again. Hot like sticks of deodorant melting. Hot like sitting around in wet clothes reeking like a dead rat and really, really … Continue Reading →


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  • By Babyslime
  • 21 July, 2006
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Tempest handed me her green play phone: “It’s for you.” “Is it?” I took it from her and had a one-sided conversation before handing it back, “They want to talk to you.” “Hi!” she said into it. “Who is it?” I whispered. “It’s Amber.” She turned away from me and … Continue Reading →