We didn’t get a single trick-or-treater tonight. Guess we’ll be eating those two bags of Starburts ourselves. I already had enough to make my tummy hurt. Should’ve bought one bag of dark chocolate kisses, so we’d have leftovers that didn’t make me ill.
Or I could just have the self-control not to eat [...]
Archive > October 2005
Monday, October 31, 2005
Monday, October 31, 2005
Jeff does not have poor dental hygiene habits, but for some reason, his breath is frequently repugnant to me. We had a discussion about this yesterday, during which he refused to change toothpastes, saying that the problem is on my end — my olfactory senses are just too heightened. (He also denies that this [...]
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Greg quoted this in his Xanga tonight, and it was the total affirmation of a thought I had earlier:
“My son, my son,” said Aslan. “I know. Grief is great. Only you and I in this land know that yet. Let us be good to one another” (The Magician’s Nephew, by C.S. Lewis).
I shared the news [...]
Thursday, October 27, 2005
I started an entry at about 7 this evening. It read “Thank goodness for flexible schedules.” Then Debby IMmed me and asked if I’d heard about Sarah Paul. The way she said it was one of those ways that makes it instantly clear that something isn’t right. My brain automatically thinks, “She [...]
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
“Somewhere must be the grave of the young boy
Who married her for playmate more than helpmate,
And sometimes laughed at what it was between them.”
from Place For A Third, by Robert Frost
Marry for romance, yes. Marry for partnership. Marry for all the reasons people say to marry. But marry for play, too. [...]
