Several things have happened over the past week and I want to talk about all of them. First I should mention that I am feeling much better. I appreciate everyoneís well wishes while I was ill. I finally decided to just go ahead and go to the doctor. It turns out that I have overran cysts that are causing problems (no big deal) and we are going to try some natural hormones to fix it. I just hope it doesnít happen again! My doctor is so wonderful and I really
From the book Homebody by Orson Scott Card
The truth is dead but still beautiful, haunting use but always out of reach.--Don Lark
Updated 08-20-2008 at 09:29 PM by Dark Muse
WooHoo Its Burns day people - and thats Rabbie, none of this Robby or Bobby thank you very much - I have the sheeps innards (otherwise known as haggis), 'neeps and tatties all prepared at home just need to switch it on when I get back. Should be good (of course I also have the obligatory whiskey, arran oatcakes & orkney cheddar to go with it).
Now enough of me haverin' on. I'll let the good man speak:
To A Haggis
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
The parents are fighting. I hate it.
I don't know what to do. I don't know how to react. I don't know how to cope with these verbal attacks between my mom and my dad.
I hate my life right now. My dad is so damn mean to my mom, and its hard to survive through this.
I need help.
My husband isnít the best handy-man around. Thatís one reason motherhubbard married the man she did. He can build or fix just about anything. We buy my husband man tools like saws and drills for presents, but we usually hide them so he wonít destroy anything with them. The reason I thought of this is because I noticed my grandsonís bike laying out in the yard, not parked like itís supposed to be. That made me think that if he doesnít put it up correctly, it might need repair. That made me think