Tuesday, September 30, 2008


I'm so glad they are finally making baby clothes with the skull and bones. It's about time. 


   A lot of people ask me if Al and I are reconciling, and all I can say is that we are going to a lot of therapy and reading books and stuff. In Al Anon, we talk a lot about not worrying about the future. I actually have this written on my mirror. "I needn't worry about things that might happen in the future. I don't know if they will happen, or how I will feel if they do."
    One thing that has really helped me is that no matter what plans I make for the future, my higher power is really the one in control. Who knows... I could get hit by lightning tomorrow. Al could get hit by a bus...why, Al could walk out his door one morning and get attacked by a rabid wolf.  His head could hit the cement as he is knocked unconscious, then he might wake briefly only to see the steely glint of the wolf's eyes as he raises his blood-covered muzzle for a moment before diving back in for another mouthful of entrails and vital organs. 

This thought gives me comfort. 

Monday, September 29, 2008

Maddie's hope and dream cloud

Spider looks nervous. I am keeping the knife drawer locked. 

The election

Yes, it's over. The most important election of our time. Max won his bid for fourth grade student council representative. The competition was fierce. Fortunately his message of freedom from the oppression of bad cafeteria food and hope for more school-wide events like pajama day and crazy hair day was a message that the constituents of room 109 were ready to hear. As his campaign managers, Al and I suggested negative campaigning ( his main competition, Molly is apparently a well-known nose picker) but Max decided to stick to his guns and spread his message of hope and change. Viva la maverick! 

We're all waiting for news about Hannah. Keeping our fingers crossed. Oskie and I miss her terribly.