Wherefore art thou

It’s been a very stressful… while. Everything just sorts of blends together, and after a while the constant state of anxiety starts to feel so normal that I forget when it started, or what started it… everything just feels fucked up in one way or another. While I was in … Continue Reading →

Overdue and rather inadequate

Eventually I’ll learn to journal regularly again. One part busy, one part embarrassed (for not writing enough), one part forget and one part lazy. The last month has been a ridiculous amount of medical crap, even for our family. When you live with any chronic illness or disability, medical crap … Continue Reading →

Finding the mojo

Zephyra has developed this quirk in her language where her standard response to things is “What”. This is way, way more annoying than it sounds. I have no way of knowing if she’s actually asking “What?” or confusing it with another question like, “Why?” or is simply making some sort … Continue Reading →

Give a little, take a little

Tempest has been having these wild mood swings lately that are as exhausting as they are frustrating. When she’s in the midst she’s red-faced, squalling and hollering at the top of her lungs like she’s 3 years old again and just wants to hear herself scream. I’m left rather baffled … Continue Reading →

An explosion of feels

Xan had surgery on the 25th to remove the little lump off his finger. They aren’t entirely sure what it is, but it’s probably harmless, so after taking him to the doctor (who then referred us to a dermatologist or a cosmetic surgeon or something) she decided to take it … Continue Reading →

Little lights

As I was walking Xan home from school yesterday, I told him that later that evening we’d be baking a cake for Zephyra’s birthday. “We will? Can I help?” “Of course. I’ll need both you and Tempest’s help. We just need to decide what kind of cake to bake her.” … Continue Reading →

Photography post: Easter weekend, and kid updates

OMG KID UPDATEZ. Everyone asks for them, and then I keep not doing them. Because, life. Z is acquiring language at an alarming rate. She’s passed through the “Dardo is everything” stage and has entered the “No is everything” stage, which is equally as fun. Sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm. She says … Continue Reading →

So, on that break-in shit I casually mentioned during the introduction of the last entry. That was a thing that happened. I can’t believe this has happened twice now in Marika’s ex boyfriends. Though, to be fair, the first one was hardly a break-in. Ex-douche Matt just sort of walked … Continue Reading →

I originally wrote this on the 2nd of November, but then shit happened and I didn’t get back to it for a while. It’s been an extremely stressful crappy week or so, with the hacking shit, then Krazy went on another Krazy spree on Hallowe’en night because, you know, why … Continue Reading →

Too fast

This is my attempt to post more often when I have stories to tell, instead of going by my more recent habit of trying to wait until I feel like I can sit and craft an entry that’s far more interesting. I would rather just write as things come, because … Continue Reading →