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Pattie and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Last Couple of Weeks
Song Lyric of the Day: Won’t you help me sober up / Growing up it made me numb / And I want to feel something again AJR / “Sober Up“ Life has turned into a country song of late: my hubby got sick; Sebastian got diagnosed with yet another ear infection;…
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One Year Gone
Song Lyric of the Day: Oh the tree of life is growing / Where the spirit never dies / And the bright light of salvation / Shines in dark and empty skies Bob Dylan / “Death Is Not the End“ Today is the day after my birthday. Which means that…
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Photoblogging: Snowy Day in Knoxville
Troubadour plays rope keepaway with Caleb. Troubadour corners on a dime. Standoff between the boys Happy wonders why her little brothers are such dorks. My little boy Snow-covered trees Snowy branches Watching the snow from the screened-in porch.
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Tiny Hats and Child-Sized Glasses
Song Lyric of the Day: All around my hat i will wear the green willow / And all around my hat for a twelve month and a day / And if any one should ask me the reason why i’m wearing it / It’s all for my true love who’s…
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Photoblogging: Obnoxiousness in Triptych
Never let it be said that Caleb is not the most ridiculously patient big brother ever. Troubadour (10 mos. old here) certainly thinks so.
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Tuesday 10: The Good & Bad of Adopting a New Dog
The Good: Three dog night* Improved exercise program for the cats (fleeing-intensive) Female influence = Slightly restored civility of the barbarian boy dogs Enjoying seeing her reaction to new experiences and people More unconditional love to go around The Bad: Nonstop water drinking and subsequent dripping A barking soulmate for…
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Photoblogging: Sharing
Troubadour and Caleb partake of Troubadour’s birthday cake in honor of his 1st birthday.
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Snoops
Song Lyric of the Day: But they tell me / I’ll be fine / That it will all get better / Just try to write it down / Or put it in a letter / But the words won’t play / And there’s no / Easy way to say /…
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Trapped in the Stairwell
Trapped in the Stairwell from Patricia Lee on Vimeo. Seven o’clock in the eveningAnd barking from the pup bugs meHe’s stealin’ and hoggin’A new rope that should belong to meAnd papa yells, “Share the rope, Caleb,” from the upstairsThen he comes out and corners meAnd it’s no surprise, it’s that…