Yes, I have SPD (don’t things sound so much scarier when you abbreviate them?). It’s okay, we get along fine. We have some interesting conversations, me and me. I had one earlier today that I thought I’d share.
Me: “Kim! What are you doing?!”Me: “Mmph…eating brownie.”Me: “I see that, but it’s ucky stale brownie that’s been sitting in the fridge for a week!”Me: “Mmm…Still a brownie.”Me: “But an ucky brownie!”Me: “Chocolate is chocolate!”Me: “It’s not worth the calories! You’re not even[...]
Archive for August, 2006
I have a digital scale. I love that it’s digital, and I hate that it’s digital. I trust it and feel like it’s accurate. But I can’t blame a sudden weight jump on a faulty mechanism anymore. No more leaning from side to side, from heel to toe, trying to get the needle to slip backwards. Nope. I get a digital read out of my weight, with accompanying body fat percentage.
I’m not due to have my monthly cry yet, so[...]
This post comprises two e-mails I once wrote. They’re a bit off the beaten track, but I kind of like the feel of them and wanted to share.
Good morning…
It’s quarter after five in the morning, and I’ve just been up feeding Becca. I don’t like to go to bed immediately at times like this, as she doesn’t always settle right back to sleep. So I putter around a bit…lay out dishes for breakfast, that sort of thing. Sometimes I[...]
Today has been merely a myriad of moments. It’s as if my life has lost all cohesiveness and has been fractured into a million milling moments all strung together at random. But enough with the alliteration and pontificatious panderings to the poetical.
You read the word “enough” and thought it was over, didn’t you?
Obviously you don’t know me very well. Maybe that’s why you’re reading this. Well, I don’t expect to offer any great insights into the mystery that is Kim[...]
