I am honestly so very tired. We are approaching the end of my older son's visit to Oregon. He's been here more than a month and what a month it has been. Having him home, or nearby, has been at times wonderful, and other times exasperating. He's a very social young man. He and his … Continue reading Surviving 2020
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Separated at birth
My other blue-eyed boy! Okay guys. Not sure how long this post will stay up. I’m having a super silly day. I can’t wipe the smile off my face since two followers compared the eyes of my husband’s former sex partner to Donald Trump. Maybe it’s the doubling up of my anti-depressants that’s making me … Continue reading Separated at birth
Things we remember
Full disclosure. I am going to admit straight off that this is a petty and immature post. I rarely feel this way, at least not anymore, but there's something about being cooped up for weeks that has me tense and a bit ungrounded. I just had a video call with my doc and we are … Continue reading Things we remember
Who does that?
Taking a Break I've linked here Blue Eyes' latest post. He doesn't usually ask for advice or comments on his blog. He started the blog as a way to work on some of the tasks he was assigned by his then therapist. A way to get some of his thoughts off and out of him, … Continue reading Who does that?
What will I remember
I thought, during this time of shelter in place, social distancing, and all that jazz, that I would be spending a lot more time on WordPress. It actually hasn't been the case. I haven't written much here since we returned home, and the blogs I follow have been, with the exception of a couple, pretty … Continue reading What will I remember
Shelter in place, part 4
We had to return to Portland for prescription refills and specialty dog food. Since our dogs both had pancreatitis in the past year, it's important we keep their diets regimented, and I was almost out of insulin. This was a simple drive between homes. When we left for the beach house, we had planned to … Continue reading Shelter in place, part 4
try not to cry on my rainbow 