Kangatopia

The moments are streaming by.  Last night I tried hard to remember my oldest daughter at the age of 2, or even 3.  She’s 5 now, and so incredibly beautiful.  Also, a little bit of a clepto – but even while I gently assured her that taking things that don’t belong to her is wrong, [...]

I neglected to bring my lunch to work today, so at about noon I left my overburdened desk and struggling to breathe computer and went out to buy some food. I was really looking forward to it. Lately, I haven’t really had time or energy to go out looking for food and have [...]

We’ve come up with new nicknames for the girls (though I shall continue to use the old ones here because I figure nicknames are already confusing enough.) Monkey is Kitty Cat. Practically perfect, beautiful, independent but loving.
Bear is still Bear. We haven’t come up with a nickname more fitting.
Winston is now Kitty [...]

Here’s a fun little game.  Instead of taking bets on when Shep and I might break up, I’m thinking of working out the odds on when we might get married.  Since every evening ends with a goodnight kiss and a discussion of the futility of us keeping our relationship going, I’m thinking these balls in [...]

Bloody Hell. It’s 2:30 and I have piles of work to half-heartedly sort through. I’m losing patience with myself and my work ethic. Sure, I need this job. I also need to be at home with my kids, or maybe just at home taking a well deserved nap.
Bear’s 3rd annual pine [...]

A friend of mine lost his beloved son to cancer today.  If you are reading this, please stop for a moment and pray for peace for this family – no matter what form prayer takes for you.

I was just sitting here at my work computer, kind of dozing off while trying to motivate myself to do something productive, and I had this little 5 second dream that my mother had died. I woke up thinking that was a terrible thing – the worst thing, even, that could happen and then [...]

I closed the door on the apartment for the last time over the weekend. As I walked through the empty rooms looking for anything left behind, I allowed the memories of the 19 months we lived there to wash over me. I thought about how the apartment was the first real home I [...]