Brainshambles

I am not a word I am not a line I am not a girl that can ever be defined

I just finished doing some refresh reading on the Mesoamerican Long Count Calendar. Wikipedia ate my heart during afternoon baby nap time. I hate when that happens. I really miss my anthropology professors. And I still kind of think December 21, 2012 might be rather spectacular. In other news, I kicked off the transition from [...]

My saving grace. Little Miss Audrey.

Everything will be ok. Because it has to be. And I shall make it so. Tomorrow, I’ll paint on a new face and brave a new day and soothe new tears and say new things. And the sun will rise, just as it will set [for this, I am sure] and I’ll have another one [...]

I’ve eaten only ice cream for dinner several days in a row, now. Funny how the right ratio of stress:ice cream can actually make one skinnier. Women continue to hate me. It’s great. There aren’t enough hours in the day. I still feel awkward about everything. Sometimes, I feel so enlightened, eager, and filled to [...]

A quick photo before our evening fuss-time walk yesterday. This has become a regular, nightly habit. One that I much enjoy, crying babies or not. Oh yeah, it’s Friday…I’ve officially made it through my first week back at work. That’s lovely. I just want to breathe. And take a bath. And lay in my king [...]

Little peanuts Love, Daddy

It’s late. Babies are fussy. It’s been raining all day. I’m once again, sitting in the basement in the dark…listening to some soul shaking Adele.

My first inclination is to say that this morning was one of the hardest mornings of my life. But I grow less naive with each passing day, and realize that there will be a morning worse than this one. And I’ve at least made it past today. I returned to work today, after being off [...]

I wish I could have written you monthly letters that you could read when you get older. I wish I could have taken more photos. I wish I would have finished the baby books. I wish time moved more slowly. I wish a hundred wishes every night.