Hell’s Half Acre

We went back to Bead Beach today; it was Pikey’s turn and both boys have been dying to go back, skin their shins and knees, rib skin off, add more grey hairs to my head and frolick with the tourists.  We have such a warped view here from many others who come here - we [...]

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“H” inflammation of “E” the mucous “L” membranes of the nasal “M” cavity.  This is how I spend too many of my days, reading medical texts while spelling out words to Ellen.  It’s a wonder I don’t have all of it mixed up and now that I’m over 1/2 way through the course I think [...]

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Today I attempted to connect with other unschoolers on an email list and was told that since Jesse went to Kindie (his choice; I SO TRIED to talk him out of it) I couldn’t call myself an unschooler for this and many other reasons.  Honestly, I don’t really care for labels.  I was, however, looking [...]

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Yesterday I went on a date with my husband.  I NEVER call him “my husband” but it was simply too delicious to write.  He was stomach-virus addled for much of his birthday so we arranged with the kids to take an afternoon off and go to his favorite fish taco place.  The fish wasn’t the [...]

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Fourteen years ago I became a mother and my life changed so profoundly, I hardly recognize the woman I was before. I hadn’t planned on motherhood at 34; when I was 9 I remember very clearly telling my grandmother that I would NEVER marry or have children. She wisely told me I’d change [...]

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Why does a medical transcriptionist need to know the culture medium preferred for growing and identifying neisseria and haemophilus. I mean, really? This is a hard course, but so far, I’m sticking to 97’s.
When you’re trying to stick to a budget, there is nothing in the world like extra food. Thank you [...]

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You know you haven’t updated in a good long while if your blogging software makes you login. I’ve been living in the land of ignorance as what I believe to be the culprit, Gmail, has decided that when new mail arrives, they should hide it in the most unlikely place and definitely NOT where [...]

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I think it has to do with my childhood (what doesn’t?) and the fact that I cried, incessantly, for months without cessation. My mother would rock me. My father would jostle me. And when they were dead tired and wanting to strangle me, they would put me in a car and drive [...]

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You’d think I’d figure this out, or even chart it, but I don’t. And I should, because then it wouldn’t surprise me. Maybe next month. Procrastinate much?
The kids eat nothing but junk. I’m eventually going to have to get a new computer but probably not because I’ll never pass this course [...]

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It is absolutely FREEZING here today and yesterday. We’re starting to scrounge for socks and shoes but Jamie cavorts around in shorts and short sleeved shirts while the rest of us are robbing the birds for their feathers and stuffing the down into our sweatshirts for extra warmth.
We headed to Tulum last Sunday and [...]

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