Surprise! (Because there’s always people who go, “OMG WHAT?!”: yes, that is Marika’s belly. She’s pregnant. She’s due in the fall. That is a bathing suit, and she is 18 as of these bathing suit pictures being taken/posted.) Marika is living with us again. This is probably more temporary, until … Continue Reading →


Protected: Marika filter: letters from The Kult

  • By Babyslime
  • 13 July, 2012
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So much for the “write more” promise. I’m distracted and caught up. My head feels very full of fluff and I can’t pick anything out of it long enough to write it down. I feel like I’ve gone through an unbelievable amount of emotional weirdness over the last month, and … Continue Reading →


Last night was the first in a week that I slept… though I don’t know that I can call it a good rest. I had a long series of dreams that were disconnected and emotional. I think there were at least nine or ten, but most were made up of … Continue Reading →


I’m putting this in another entry because I can’t find a good segue between this, and everything with it, into like… stuff about my kids. It just doesn’t sound right all together and I want to vent some of this publicly anyway.


Protected: Filter: Marika

  • By Babyslime
  • 15 March, 2012
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This week is a week if finallys. Z finally broke a tooth, and has been much happier since then. A few days ago now she woke up in the morning with her face bright green from the tip of her nose to her neckline covered in a wall of gelatinous … Continue Reading →


Mom is now completely moved out of our house, and is living in her apartment complex. There’s a bit of confusion from people about what exactly she’s moved into. It’s not a “home” and it’s not entirely correct to call it an “assisted living facility”. It’s more like a sort-of-assisted-living-apartment-building-and-community-of-seniors. … Continue Reading →


Thank you everyone who wrote something. It was an amazing outpouring of support, personal stories and advice. Even those who swore their story was nothing positive… was in a way. It showed that above all things can and will get better in the end. You’re worth something, you’re worth more. … Continue Reading →


I don’t normally write about this at all, let alone on public, due to my own rules about family drama making it onto my blog, but sometimes it’s just too much.