We are going to help block something horrible.
We need donated King/Queen unfitted bed sheets (dark colors) by tomorrow.
They will be sewn and used Wednesday morning.
Wednesday morning we will need Volunteers. If you are in the area we need help. Please tell your friends and family. Sheets tomorrow and a few hours Wednesday.
We are going to do something wonderful. Help us. Join us. You will be so glad you did.
Do this.
Milestone #2 : Double Digits
Today EBeaux turns TEN YEARS OLD! I’m in Kansas. He’s in Oklahoma on the way to Texas until late June. This is the first birthday where we have not spent the day together. As he gets older I know it’s just the first of many.
Why do they get so big so fast?
Milestone #2: Double Digits
Today EBeaux turns TEN YEARS OLD! I’m in Kansas. He’s in Oklahoma and on his way to Texas until late June. This is the first birthday where we have not spent the day together and as he gets older I know it’s just the first of many more to come. Why do they get so big so fast.
Stormageddon turned four months old today. He attempts to do raspberries, which usually just turn out as spitting. He can sit up on his own for a little while. Though mostly he just winds up folded over. He can move all over the place and is even trying his hand at crawling by getting up on his knees and elbows and using his head to push himself forward, screaming the whole time. It is a sight to behold. He still smiles a lot and laughs, but he is also equally serious and contemplative.
Milestone #1
The salon opens at 8 a.m. and I am booked solid all day. What the ever loving fuck am I still doing up at 2:30? Does that even make sense?
Yesterday evening, while researching a throwaway analogy, I learned that in the original book, Horton heard a Who on a specific date: May 15th.
Later last night it occurred to me to create a national movement encouraging people to make their voices heard on May 15th — Who Day —…
YES. YES. YES!
I’m in. Who else will join us?
I think you can take it from here, Internet.
I wrote this real quick on my phone so sorry for any errors.Sometimes when I hear about a suicide, the theme from MASH plays in my head. You know, Suicide is Painless. But I hear it as Suicide is Selfish. Because that’s the phrase I hear most after someone…
I couldn’t agree more. When I heard the news this morning of the loss of one of our own I had mixed emotions. I have to admit that jealousy was mixed in there. I hate to admit that but when shit gets that hard, it’s mother. fucking. hard.
I love you guys.
Unless you have:
Tickets
A babysitter
A TARDIS