I am an artist, writer, jeweler, and a Spoonie. Before becoming a Spoonie I was a very busy high achieving attorney and advocate bent on saving the world. Now I'm struggle to redefine my life to fit within my reduced energy level. Some days are better than others. I have fibromyalgia, trigeminal neuralgia, and chronic daily migraine.
Otter, Monkey, and I went to play with my friend Melissa and her sons, Alex and Ryan. Monkey and Alex were in the same kindergarten class before they moved to another boro, so they play very well together and disappeared immediately for parts unknown. Yay! My child was entertained and happy!
Melissa and I then hung out with the babies. Her son Ryan is three months old. Note in the pictures how Otter is the same size as Ryan, even though he is only 6 weeks old. The babies had some “floor time” together. Ryan is rolling over now, and at one point he rolled over to Otter and began to suck on Otter’s hand. My little guy just looked at me quizically, then looked back at his wet and slobbery hand. They seemed to be interested in each other, and Otter was happy on the floor with Ryan for much longer than he is usually happy on the floor alone. Tonight is Monkey’s art show at school, I will show pictures of her work next post.
“Dear Sir, my name is Daisy, I am a cow. I wish to take my own life, so please send me three buckets of anthrax, as anthrax is designed to kill cattle and I want to end it all right now. P.S.: I cannot shoot myself as I have no opposable thumbs.” Eddie Izzard
The baby would not sleep, the baby would not lie down alone, nor would he sit alone, swing alone, be held by someone other than me. In fact… all day long, all the baby would do is… are you ready?… NURSE!!
Yes indeedy! I understand the production pressures of the common dairy cow! Bessie and I are in a select club, those who must produce to meet the demands of tyrants!!
It’s amazing how the perfect “Thank you” gift can make all the difference! Here I was complaining about the added stress of keeping Fitz for Devon while Lee was away and I have to say, he more than made up for it with the coolest thank you gift EVER!!
Well, the coolest thank you gift for me anyway. It is a coffee mug, printed with The Bill of Rights. BUT WAIT, my story gets better! The sections being eviscerated by The Patriot Act disappear when you put coffee in the mug!!
Yes, now I can actually watch my personal rights evaporate over my morning wake up beverage! It’s so cool! (Well, not the fact that the Patriot Act is eroding my personal rights and freedoms, but the fact that my coffee cup can show me where and how!)
Thanks Devon!
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