tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post1334376414713799156..comments2023-05-31T01:38:48.081-06:00Comments on a queer family grows in redneckville: Afternoon library trip from HELLmama Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387999962349978268noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-10867872422603588312010-09-03T22:01:18.056-06:002010-09-03T22:01:18.056-06:00i mean every word. i will continue to read/stalk ...i mean every word. i will continue to read/stalk your blog. you inspire me, actually. a lot. i should start writing again. i should wish to write as well as you. also, you have given me the courage to ask parents, whether they be mom or dad, single or together, if they need help when i can see that they clearly do. this entry especially has made me do so, as i spend a lot of time at the library, and know the pitfalls of the self check-out!owenrosscampbellnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-47626238156609336122010-09-01T08:27:39.940-06:002010-09-01T08:27:39.940-06:00owenrosscampbell - Thankyou. Really. Thank you.owenrosscampbell - Thankyou. Really. Thank you.mama Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387999962349978268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-4674920349713196472010-08-30T19:45:15.175-06:002010-08-30T19:45:15.175-06:00hi! we don't know each other, but i do know M...hi! we don't know each other, but i do know Margaret B, and she knows you, and i found your blog on her FB (i think) and started reading it and you are BRILLIANT! your writing is brilliant, your story telling is brilliant, and your humility is brilliant. so thanks.owenrosscampbellnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-89182226187377709422010-08-25T08:33:05.002-06:002010-08-25T08:33:05.002-06:00T - every time I read your blog I think "Man ...T - every time I read your blog I think "Man have I BEEN THERE." Then I think "Nope. Not doing it agai." Then later in the evening when my oldest will barely speak to me and "cuddles" are more like being pinned by my other two growing boys I think "T and L are so lucky to be at THAT stage....."Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15065454965287768230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-30997645073072448262010-08-25T07:01:01.400-06:002010-08-25T07:01:01.400-06:00Masi and chocolate...the wife is a genius!!
We...Masi and chocolate...the wife is a genius!!<br /><br />We've all been there, T. I read your story with agony and that feeling in my stomach..that one that says "Oh fuck, I know how shitty that feels!" <br /><br />All I can say is that at least you don't have to do all of this in a foreign language!! :-)<br /><br />Hugs, kisses and another glass of wine being sent virtually from France!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05787367495719618570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7570876680747280215.post-81950290191798133262010-08-24T21:53:54.880-06:002010-08-24T21:53:54.880-06:00Sounds very much like many of my (mis)adventures w...Sounds very much like many of my (mis)adventures with my children. I used to scream, SCREAM, how much I hated Ankara while walking down the streets there. I feel more balanced here, in part due to being out a that shit relationship I was in. (Which I know is not your trouble.)<br />We should meet at the Woodcroft Library one day. The staff there seem to have endless patience for mothers like us. And the snotfaces we have in tow. Downtown, we're gods, because we are with the children, rather than sending them in alone as a daycare alternative. <br />Feel better. Drink copiously. It will get better. One day. (The mantra I chant, FYI.)Imcombobulatedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03812472199510321224noreply@blogger.com