Everydaystranger

Cross over children. All are welcome. All welcome. Go into the Light. There is peace and serenity in the Light.
OK, there may not be peace and serenity, but you should be able to comment now.
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-S.

Much happening at our Casa, so this one is shorter than short. To summarize:
1) The Book People – my other lover. I cannot live without them. The babies cannot live without them. I have a sneaking suspicion that the books, they fall off the backs of trucks. I’m ok with that. My morals, when it [...]

I’ll take just a moment to recap, because nothing sucks more than hearing about a party that you didn’t attend, but the weekend was huge fun. We all had entirely too much wine (14 bottles, not including the daquiris, beer, and Muscat with dessert) and got very little sleep (I am old. Going [...]

Take a great big fuck off hole.

And a boring as hell former paved area.

Enlist child labor.

No, not that child.

Make it all level.

Get in small rainforest worth of wood.

Ready, steady, go!

Decide to build a pergola into the deck (ergo the two upright poles. Man there are a lot of puns in that last statement.)

Enlist child [...]

I had a photo taken of me recently, one in which I’m sat on the couch in the conservatory of Alastair’s mum’s house. One one side of me is Nora, on the other Nick. They are looking away and I am looking at the camera and the bags and wrinkles under my eyes [...]

From the three of us who love you very much.
Even the one who won’t let you have your birthday cards.

Happy birthday to the best.
Love
S

Yesterday the day did not go according to plan.
Oh sure, the morning was fine. I loped through my work email inbox, levelling them with an almighty stomp. I got masses of documents done and had my eyes crossing by mid-day courtesy of all the Excel spreadsheets I marched through. I rocked it.
I [...]

I am working something out.
Only, I don’t know what it is yet.
But it’s something.
I’m aware of the tone this blog is beginning to take. It’s as though, once you open the screen, you get to put your 3D glasses on and take a virtual tour of nuttiness with a side of Mommy Blog. [...]

I watched the DVD of Twilight over the weekend.
The weekend was and wasn’t easy.
I liked the books for what they were – escapist. Emotive. Interesting.
I didn’t like the movie for the same reason, and not just because I look at Pattinson’s hair and suspect that it doesn’t smell so good.
I hear him growl [...]

We have been discussing this for a while now.
I think we knew the time would come.
I’ve been taking steps in preparation – talking. Notifying. Planning. Writing up this post in my head. It’s been in my head for a long time now.
The stars aligned, the timing was right, and the time [...]

Last night I went back into therapy. Courtesy of raging London traffic, I got there half an hour late, which is just lovely having to pay for therapy time when what you’re really doing is screaming and raging at the asshole drivers on the roads. I got there in the end (vowing that [...]

Last night we had a ferocious wind storm with driving rain. Round about 2 am, I heard the home alarm beep. Angus hard-wired a home intrusion alarm into all of the doors of the house and garage, so that every time a door is opened the alarm beeps.
The alarm beeped.
I awoke immediately. [...]

We’ve had both kids visit us recently, both of them seperately. Melissa and a friend of hers (whom we really liked, actually, and whose father is friends with Al Gore.) were here a few weeks ago. It was an interesting time, and I’m left wondering how to survive these teen years (and it [...]

OK, I have some bitching to do. I’m going to get it out of my system now. I’m actually – believe it or not – in a relatively good mood, despite the fact that I have a million fucking things to do today, none of which are getting done as I sit here [...]

I’ve been spending a bit of time in the car recently, as I took some time off of work the other morning to drive to somewhere that I had thought was close but, in typical Helen fuck-up style wound up being hell and gone from our house. I won an ebay toy I’d been [...]

And now I’m 35.
The babies brought their bottles, some of my presents, and joined me wearing half of their pajamas.

The babies decided they liked the envelopes my cards came in.

And the gifts.

Which I loved when my son decided to let me have them.

I hope every birthday starts off this well.
Even when my kids bogart my [...]