December 2009
8 posts
Thanks for being here with me.
Thanks for your sad posts and your happy posts.
For the love stories.
For the falling out of love stories that you’ve been brave enough to share.
For the most stunning photography and the fun shots from the iPhones and the CrapBerries.
Thanks for telling me what you’re having for lunch and posting shots of your liquid suppers.
Thanks for the talent and the turning of a blind eye...
1999 - Fourth child develops epilepsy at nine months. In and out of hospital most of the summer. She is on three meds by December. Move that month from place we hated to present home.
2000 - Begin paid work for the first time since having the kids, ten years at home ended. Daughter’s epilepsy still not controlled, she is showing signs of falling behind in her development. Oldest child...
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Jeff Lindsay.
Just sayin’, you know, if you’d like to discover the real thing and not the adaptation.
Let's get @califmom a new phone. →
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Our friend Leah is having a harder time than most recently. Going through cancer with a loved one is incredibly difficult, and I can only imagine how hard it is over Christmas.
The coup de grace came when Leah’s phone cracked. A mobile phone is indispensable enough these days, but especially so when trying to care for a loved one who is going through treatment - as both a...
Right, that's it.
I’m putting off the ‘puter. IF I can get the iPod to connect to the router I will download Words With Friends, since there was never a bandwagon I wouldn’t willingly jump.
I think I might surprise you all and go for Penbleth as a user name, just to be different, ya know.
Sadly, this past week I have had trouble getting it to connect.
Nightie, night y’all.
Well, I'm no further forward.
You have no idea how great the temptation to find something I took earlier and post that. Now, since it is pitch black outside, the only option is to post something really dull or try to set up something in the house and snap that.
No matter how long I look at other people’s work nothing seems to rub off on me. [Shut it.]
I might have to break down and ask Hub for his help, at least on...
OK, I went and snapped some pics in the front...
I don’t hold out much hope, the computer didn’t even want to upload them. Even inanimate objects know rubbish when they see it.
Sigh.
Thank you to my wonderful friend.
Is it dreadful to say the important event is tomorrow? The 23rd.
And you wondered why I was so excited.
First I haz mah birfday, then it’s Christmas Eve. Then it’s CHRISTMAS. Then two days after that 14 turns 15! It’s all go in Ty-Penbleth.