flightless hag

A chronicle of the adventures of birdwoman: a lonely, talentless freak who wanders the internet in search of entertainment.

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I'm a 40-something married white female, survivor of weight watchers, avid reader of pulp. Dogs (not cats), extreme right (handed, not politics), ENTJ, alto, wanna-be knitter.

January 21, 2007

Our Weekend

We had a very exciting weekend. For us.

There were adventures, treasure hunts, movies, and… we saw a red-tailed fox. Just ask Stinky. That’s the only thing he remembered from the entire weekend. Until the accident.

Timothy, AKA Grace, fell over his feet, cracked his head open, and scared the crap out of everyone in the house. After 45 minutes in the ER, 5 stitches, and almost no tears, he’s almost as good as knew, with a new, mature look on his Franken-brow.

Have I ever said how much I hate being a parent?




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