When the weather gets like this I tend to gravitate back toward this album. While searching for this song on YouTube, I came across these insightful comments: It’s comforting to know that even though I am not on the internet very much anymore that it is still just the fucking same as always.
Big ups to the total stranger at the Opryland Hotel who offered to take it for us when he saw me running back and forth from the makeshift, brick-column perch I had made for my camera, which was snapping one picture every 10 seconds while people wandered into the shot without knowing. I hope everyone has had a nice run of the holidays. I know I sure have. I am a lucky, lucky gal. A…
I’m thinking about those twenty empty bedrooms and I can’t stop crying. ••• My house is empty. Just me and the cats. Everyone told me to come home and hug the boy tighter than ever, and I would have, but he’s a couple of hours east of here with his daddy visiting his grandma. I’ll see him tomorrow and I’ll scoop him up and he’ll squeal and wiggle because he loves his mama and I…
Mr. Scooter Booter Butt: Here is one thing I have learned about myself as a mother: I have absolutely no rock bottom when it comes to ridiculous nicknames for you. I’m sorry but I’m not sorry at all. And you should be warned that it’s probably only going to get more disgusting as you get older and start doing more new stuff and I start making dumb rhymes and puns and … I feel for…
I thought it was “sucking on drinks” until just this moment. Heh.
Holden napped through dinner so we got to sit down and have a nice, quiet meal. I got a nice wine buzz, and the food was amazing as usual, since my man can cook like you wouldn’t believe. We had turkey that had been brined, stuffing, sweet potato casserole, green beans, macaroni, cranberry sauce, garlic potatoes. Mmm. I’m lucky. I’m grateful.
This song has been stuck in my head for days and I don’t mind.
I love Andrew Sullivan, y’all know I do, but his giddy anticipation of the fall of traditional media (newspapers, dead-tree books, movie theaters; the giddiness is my reading, of course; his actual posts on the matter are calm and diplomatic, for the most part) gets me all squirmy in the bad way and riled up. Not just because it will inevitably put me out of a job but because this notion of a democratized media…
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