Archive for September 2009


September 27, 2009





September 15, 2009

Happy 90th birthday to my Grandma, the woman who taught me to be tolerant,  to include EVERYONE and to always keep my chest warm! 


Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind

September 12, 2009

9/11 just became more tragic for my family as we lost a friend yesterday morning in a motorcycle accident.  His name was John.  He was one of my brother’s best friends.  He was a teacher who just started a new job and was running late. 

I have known him as long as I can remember and we were roommates during a pivotal time in my life.  He had an 8 year old son named Seamus.  John had lost his own mother when he was just a kid in an unbelievably terrible way and it fucked him up for years.  Now John’s own son has to endure such a monumental loss.  How do you tell an 8 year old that your dad is gone?

Today it feels like the world is ending and God is taking us one at a time.

I could not sleep.  It just does not seem right.

Although I had not talked with him in so long, I loved him.  He was family. 

John, I am so sorry that you are gone.  I know you will still be here in some way as a guiding, loving force for your son. 



September 1, 2009

I have not been able to update because I have been very sick and have not wanted to just blather on in disgusting detail. Today is day 17 of my illness. Parts of me are feeling better and other parts are feeling worse. I am certain it is the swine flu as I have run the gamut of each symptom.  I went to the doctor too late to be tested however, but they made me wear this mask:


On Saturday I could barely move, but on Sunday it was my friend’s birthday & she wanted to go to the fair. I did not want to miss it and was thankfully feeling mobile that morning. Finn loved all the fair craziness, especially the petting zoo and carrousel. I got my second wind toward the end of the fair adventure when the Deep Fry booth was spotted. I had never tried them before, so we got a deep fried Twinkie and Deep Fried Oreos to sample. The Twinkie was a thumbs down as the creamy center (and whole point of a Twinkie) basically just melts away into oblivion. The Oreos, however, were a waving thumbs up. They were essentially like a yummy donut with a warm Oreo cookie in the middle.


The sugar suicide was not worth it however, as today I feel like I have been trampled by a drove of pigs. I will never make fun of the swine flu again. I am not dead, but feel like yuck and that is not fun. Please wash your hands a lot and bathe in antibacterial gel doing whatever you can to avoid this mess.

The Culprit?