Moody Mama

Yes, I was cooking. Fuck off. It wasn’t the dinner bell. Damn battery started dying or some shit. Loud. Annoying. Anyway, been awhile. Still trying to live more. I A N is actually doing well – considering. This medication seems to be helping. Thank God. It’s no cure, but it’s a start. Things seem to […]

And Happy New Year since I’m lame and missed them earlier. But I was living again, and I would much rather live and forget to record or document, then I would to document the wait. Waiting to live to love to laugh. Fuck that. If I have a chance to live now, I’m living. Especially […]

What the fuck else is new? Having a good go these days. Doesn’t ever last, so I’m trying to enjoy it. Kids are good, J A S O N is good. I’m good. Life is good. And I pray to God nothing changes that, cause I need a fucking break. Christmas is bought and paid […]

I hate that it takes an act of congress for my brain to agree to kick out a post. I hate that I cant think of one muthafucking thing to say when my life is full, busy, and wonderful. There’s plenty to say. I just can’t remember any of it. It’s getting bad. I frighten […]

I suck. It’s 2 in the morning and I have to be up at 6am and I can’t shut it off. My brain. I got off work at 1130, and I just want to be for a fucking minute. I want to have some dinner and some snacks. I want to read facebook. I want […]

It’ll come back to me. The natural response to blog. I’ve lost it, like everything else. Shell of my former self. Still happy in so many ways though. Definitely still blessed. Just can’t stop that depression from creeping in.

I started my blog in December of 2001. That’s been a minute. I miss it. Posting what I want. When I want. About whatever person place or thing I wanted to bitch about. Now I have to be nice in case someone is reading. Yawn. Might as well unplug it. Except I can’t. I can’t […]

Have a few minutes actually. Life is going a ok. I A N ‘s numbers are holding firm. Slight decrease in the heart function, but not nearly as bad as we thought. He’s starting to read about D uchenne. He’s starting to ask questions and relay tidbits that he learns. It’s raw. It puts those […]

As if anyone is listening. Damn, that’s pitiful. I’ve lost too many friends. I haven’t made enough new ones. Not close new ones. Not ones I can call at 2am because we have so much to catch up on. After not talking for a week. Or a month. Or three months. I could call J […]

Fuck – that’s a lie. I’ve been working in getting pictures of everyone. I haven’t written an ounce of the update itself. We’re going to wing it. I-A-N —-> I A N is doing pretty well, actually. His heart sucks of course, but it hasn’t changed in 6 months. That’s really good. His pulmonary numbers […]