If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that yesterday, the crew and I tried to go out for an actual coffee. We even left the house while it was still morning. I was quite impressed with us. The idea was to have family time while perusing books. We drove about a half an hour, found a bookshop that was open, but I couldn’t get up the really steep ramp, because moss + rain = not today, Lorna Lou. Which…
And so, my alone time didn’t help much yesterday. Too quiet. Not enough kid. However, I have three new sentences that I didn’t have this time yesterday. They are mostly about ice cream. Because we start where we are. Today started with coffee and pancakes. After Isla climbed into bed with us and farted in my face. Thanks, kid. I’ve decided that that’s not a metaphor for the rest of the day. Today’s the kind of day where the TV…
As of Saturday, I’ve been blogging here for three years. I wasn’t online much over the weekend, I was kind of busy eating baked goods in an art gallery and then laughing because I know during this show. I planned to write when we got home, but I found myself watching Breaking Bad instead. I got up at 5 am on Sunday, and was depressed for the rest of the day. I needed ice-cream and a stupid movie so I…
