Monthly Archives: August 2006

With a lad so blonde and blue-eyed, I sometimes worry that he’ll grow up to be a Republican.

Note to self: when drinking boxed white wine with my mother, it is best to keep it to 1 1/2 glasses or less. Anything more makes for far too many revelations. What is it about wine in a box that … Continue reading →

I once read somewhere that being on coke intensifies one’s personality. So if you’re a bit of an asshole everyday, snorting coke turns you into a Super Asshole. Since I am fairly square and have never had the snorting sort … Continue reading →

I can’t recall much of this week other than the many trips to and fro the doctors’ offices. Tuesday was the day when I learned that Wednesday morning would be spent in the hospital while we waited to see if … Continue reading →

Just talked to Heather. They didn’t find anything cancerous on Cass this morning. Thank God. The next step is that Cass has to pee into a jug for 24-hours and they go see a kidney specialist about the protein in … Continue reading →

One of my most favorite things to do with Devon is take him places where he fully should not be. Case and point, this morning I took him with us to Cassidy’s urologist apponitment. Yes, that’s right. Not the main … Continue reading →

Today marks two months since my father died. I miss him more than I can begin to express. Tonight I sat out on my mother’s gazebo and faced South from 5:35 until 6:00p.m. He collapsed at 5:46 p.m. on June … Continue reading →

There is nothing quite like the luxury of a professional, full body, one hour massage. It is an indulgence I can rarely experience, but one which I treasure more that just about anything. This evening I found myself on a … Continue reading →

I am wondering: -why must Cassidy insist on playing “Jolly Old St. Nicholas” over and over again on the piano this afternoon. -why, when Cass takes a break from the ivory keys, she and Loren are playing the World Cup … Continue reading →

I sometimes wonder lately if I have perhaps stumbled into some sort of shit hole -a kind of Alice In Wonderland hole gone bad. There are times during the days when I simply have to stop and take a moment … Continue reading →