It was fabulous! Fresh strawberry filling. It's strawberry season in Hell, so - YUM!
Mom-to-Be and my daughter (she was amazingly helpful!) opening some gifts. I don't know where my daughter got her organizational skills. She was like a general! Me? I was like some psycho chef-dishwasher-cruise director!
FLOWER ARRANGEMENT and PERSONALIZED CANDIES
I'm going to give links to the Etsy and eBay shops that I used to purchase some of these things. I need to get my daughter to get me a bit more organized. I will put them up soon, though! Promise!
This is Mom-to-Be with her mother and aunt. Her mother is waging her fourth war with breast cancer. Send her some good thoughts, please. Thank you.
My house looks like Babies R Us is using it as a warehouse. The baby is due March 10th. I'm trying to quit smoking. Stanley Steemer is here as we speak, sucking the filth out of my air vents and coils. We're in the process of switching rooms around and trying to find places for all the shit we've accumulated over the years. Goodwill is benefiting when we can't find a spot to put stuff.
Since I've already lost what was left of my mind and am in full-tilt, balls-out zombie mode, I'll be fine.
This is a blog by a woman in her 50's who is finally on the crooked path to find who she truly is.
Married at 19 and divorced at 53. I am going to unearth the artist, the cynic, the free spirit that has been long buried. Or die trying.
I've left Bethlehem
and I feel free...
I've left the girl I was supposed to be
and some day I'll be born.