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A Milestone

Just last night, I told Adorable Child that our lives would be approaching “normal” again when she saw me processing a big series of shots… and wouldn’t you know it, but this morning brought fog.
I had to – had to – go for it.

Okay… so it’s not a big series.  I probably only took 20 […]

Read to Me…

I can’t even remember anymore who gave me this little fairy.

She’s been out there under the hibiscus, though, for years now… and she never fails to remind me of how much I love to read.
And I read a lot.  As much as possible, in fact — books and stories from every possible genre and about […]

Tasering the Kids

Wow.  From Ozark, Arkansas:
According to a police report, the officer was called to the home by the mother and witnessed the child kicking and screaming.
The officer’s statement said the girl’s mother, Kelly Hamlert, told him to use a Taser on her if he needed to.The officer did shock the girl after he said she kicked […]

Nidal Hasan: Religious Terrorist

When somebody commits violence (in this case, mass murder) in the name of their religion, the word for it is terrorism.
Specifically, religious terrorism.
Why is it so hard to call it what it is for some folks?

Hovering on the Edge of Freedom

Freedom from pain, that is.
I am just a hair’s breath away.  Just came back from my second 1/2 mile stroll of the day, and there was nary a twinge, and I didn’t need to lean on Dear Husband at all.
Not quite pain free yet…. but very, very close!

Sarah Palin’s Missing Skin

I’m looking forward to reading Sarah Palin’s book. Like Barack Obama’s Dreams from My Father, Palin’s Going Rogue will likely give insights into how she thinks, and who she is at a much deeper level than hyper-partisan electoral politics could ever give.
I expect to come away from reading it with an even stronger liking […]

Things I’m Missing…

The night before surgery, Adorable Child asked to sleep with me.  It didn’t seem like the best idea to me:  I was in enormous pain, she had school the next day, and I knew I’d be up crying for much of the night.  Not only would she be short of sleep, she’d be further distressed […]