He would have told her - he would have said, it matters not if you are here or...– Juliet Marillier, Daughter of the Forest (via fuckyeahsevenwaters)
Gardening...where the heck do I start?
Aislynn’s gotten really into gardening at school and wants to start one at the house. Gardening has always been something I’m interested in, but I can’t seem to keep ANYTHING alive. BUT I know many of my followers on here DO garden and are pretty damn good at it, so could you give me a little advice on where to start? I’m going to have to add I live in the middle of a...
You know what really, really, REALLY bothers me?
I normally don’t post much political stuff on here, because it’s just not something I care to obsessive over in this community. This is my place of refuge, so I try to keep it about personal life. BUT this is an issue that bothers me more than I can even say. The argument that if gays are allowed to be married then it’ll cause adults to be able to marry children and an...
I wonder how many Dorothys Elmo's world has gone...
That’s pretty morbid, huh?
Proof I'm clearly parenting properly
The other day we were all sitting down eating some cereal. Aislynn blurts out that she wants to be a doctor when she grows up. I told her that’s a very good career choice and she’ll help a lot of people. She says yeah and then starts going on about all the bad aliens she’s going to kill to save people when she becomes the doctor. Yep, I should write a parenting book.
That two weeks really wasn’t as bad/long as I thought it would be and I think I got my motivation back for school work. Oh and I got bad news. Oliver was supposed to be coming home on Wednesday, but like we figured he got pushed back because who ever is in charge of the travel plans for their company has no idea what they’re doing. They were contacted repeatedly by my husband, his...
As many truths as there are stars in the sky: “I... →
-little-owl-: “I almost forgot,” said Red. His voice sounded very strange, as if from a long, long distance. He reached into his pocket. “I have something for you.” He put it into my hand. A round, shiny, perfect apple, green as new grass with a faint blush of rosy pink. And now his eyes had changed so that I…
Rules for Mothers of Daughters