Proof I need to watch my mouth.

Irritation sets in when my very able bodied 13-year-old balks at grabbing a sandwich for me to take with my medication. “You know, Christopher, there are so few days anymore when I am bedridden all day. I make most of your meals most days…I really don’t think it is too much to ask you to occasionally make me a damn sandwich!” To Christopher’s vast amusement and my dismay, I utterly failed to watch my cursing in front of 3-year-old Butterlump ....more

Les Miz movie review: OMG, this movie annoyed me so much I actually wrote a blog post.

I realized that my feelings about the movie, Les Miserables, was so strong and so long that Facebook just wouldn’t do. (Those that have not dedicated their lives 2 singing might want to stop reading because chances are high you won’t agree with me.) ...more

Where You Live

You know that you live in a small town when something like this is posted in the window of the one barber shop in town. Especially when that one barber shop is one of a small thimbleful of open business on a mostly empty and boarded up row of buildings on main street. ...more

You know it’s a sad day when Facebook reminds you it’s your birthday.

My gift this year is dog stairs for my bed for Lady. Man, has my delight in my birthday changed. Just reading that makes me feel like I am *this close* to being a shut in with 15 cats and an obsessive consumer of Funyons and frozen burritos. Sigh. On the bright side, this adorable puppy is worth it, no? ...more

Happy Halloween

It’s that time of the year again: The annual Choate Family Halloween Costumes! This year we went with Butterlump’s request to be Angry Birds. (Jon seemed born to be King Pig, no? ;) and Lady made one killer Yellow Bird. ). The older boys could choose what they wanted so for the annual photo they just had to be the frustrated app users. As for our Jack O’ Laterns? “PUMPKIN PI”. Tee Hee. ...more

Victory

I’d bet everything I own that you read this post and thought I was going to actually tell you about some actual Victory that I , or a loved one, has recently had, right? Well, you are wrong. I failed. Again. Long story short? My father was driving me to my millionth doctor appointment when he stopped on a small road by his house. “Loralee! That black cat in the road is about to eat that baby bird!” “STOP THE ...more

I used to be fairly pretty…

…then I got sick and injured for a year. And now I look like this: (This is actually a pretty flattering photo.) (I wish I was kidding about that last thing.) ...more

A love story.

If you're new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!I spent the ninth anniversary of my son’s death like I have spent the majority of my days this last year…bedridden. Part of me hates this bed with every fiber of my being, but I’ve been in it for so long that an increasing part of me fears getting out of it. (I’ll save that Shawshank Redemption-esque tale for another day.) I am not ...more

A love story.

I spent the ninth anniversary of my son’s death like I have spent the majority of my days this last year…bedridden. Part of me hates this bed with every fiber of my being, but I’ve been in it for so long that an increasing part of me fears getting out of it. (I’ll save that Shawshank Redemption-esque tale for another day.) I am not progressing as well as anyone would like. Butterlump is so big. He is both my delight ...more