If this works, you’ll be looking at five lovely pictures we took when we went to visit Callaway gardens last month. The green butterfly is not pinned – he’s just in a hatching case where the cocoons are carefully pinned to the … I guess it’s a ceiling.
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Back in January, we took 13 bags of clothing out for donations as part of the quest to Find The Bedroom. Since then, we’ve thrown out or relocated three pieces of huge furniture, opening up the house and making it begin to look like people really live here. One of the largest changes we’ve made is the transformation of our guest room.… Read the rest
She heard the squeak of sneakers. “Can you change her?” her mother asked. Was that the smell, then? Just shit? Had she been upgraded from decomposing to merely falling out in clumps?
“Oh,” said the nurse. “Yes, I’ll get that right away.” The murdered girl heard the soft-soled retreat as the nurse went for supplies so she could pretend to observe yet another formality reserved for the living.… Read the rest
Except that my kids are hungry people. And when they get hungry? My people get cranky. And we don’t always bring enough snacks. SO we sometimes have to stop to eat, and we sometimes stop where no fast food is available, or when we’re just sick to death of the stuff.… Read the rest
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Once more this April, I’m linking up with Galit Breen of These Little Waves and Alison of Mama Wants This for their monthly Memories Captured photo meme. Ladies, thanks for an awesome photo meme. This one stretches my editing boundaries every time, and I learn something new and cool in the process.
I edited with GimpShop software, which is like Photoshop, only free, and with Picmonkey, because, in spite of the fact that Gimp is painfully easy to use, I can’t figure out quiiiite everything I want to do in it.
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Just to give you a quick introduction, I’m Jessie the Jester Queen, and I’ve got two kids, Caroline and Sam, and an awesome husband, Scott. I’m bipolar. The kids are both on the autism spectrum. Caroline is eight and has been formally diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome. She’s a budding ballerina who is terrified of most TV shows but loves live plays.
Sam is four, and we’re still at the beginning of our diagnosis process with him. … Read the rest
Dear Mrs. McIntyre,
I’m sorry I ran over your mailbox with Dad’s car. I thout I hit the braks. I guess not. I’ll pay you the $65 slowly cos I only ern five dollrs a week.
Snrly,
Lexi
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This is my entry for this week’s Trifextra. We are to write an apology in 33 words (salutation and closing don’t count against). I owe credit to my co-author, Caroline, who helped me with the spelling and posed as Lexi. However, she wants everyone to know she would never steal Dad’s car, and that our car is just ‘our car’, not ‘Dad’s car’. … Read the rest
It started with the colors
But things got silly fast
for Sam, anyway.
Caroline was into the eggs at a much deeper level
She really considered what colors to use
and took great pride in her results;
especially when she realized I’d put her name on one of her eggs.
Sam was pretty thrilled when he saw his first eggs come out.
But on the whole, he was more interested in dumping colors together and dying himself mushy blue.
In the end, they both had an eggsellent time.
Right up until Sam melted down for four hours when the project was over.… Read the rest
“That girl’s got to find herself a man.” Doreen, DoDo to all but a few of the newest nurses, stabbed her finger at Jennifer Anniston.
“I think she’s got somebody, hasn’t she?” asked Wilma. The women maintained an easy friendship based on their shared love of celebrity gossip. They watched the all the shows about movie stars’ lives, and they collected magazines so they could compare nose jobs, boob jobs, and lovers.
DoDo said, “She needs one that’ll stick.”
The afternoon nurse, Audrey, swept into the room.“That rag’s a week old,” said Audrey after she administered the appropriate pills.… Read the rest