by tarastar on August 31, 2010
I sometimes wonder what is and is not okay to put on this blog. Eventually my children may find these posts and if they haven’t already, my ex-husband and his wife.
I think I’ve stopped caring. Or at least fatigue and worry and anger have clouded my judgement to make it feel like that. I am [...]
by tarastar on August 27, 2010
On Wednesday Clyde got sick. This is not my week to have the kids. Because of a phone mix up, I got the call from the preschool teacher to get him. I asked his stepmother if it was alright if I went to get him and she said that was okay. Even though I knew [...]
by tarastar on August 22, 2010
I haven’t blogged in a long time. I meant to, I did. But relatives came to visit, the good kind of relatives, and we spent the time camping and going to Disneyland and Target and swimming pools. And drinking…during all those outings but Target, because now at California Adventure Park, they have margaritas.
I’ll just get [...]
by tarastar on June 23, 2010
The thing about vacation is that though it is wonderful in lots of ways, there are some things you can’t escape no matter how far you travel. On Wednesdays on the weeks I don’t have the kids, I get sad. This happens predictably, routinely and irrationally. It doesn’t matter that two days later I will [...]
by tarastar on May 31, 2010
On road trips as a child, my sister Bridget and I played a car game where we’d pretend that a certain car that passed us on the highway would become, say, my first car, or the next family car, or my sister’s car. We played agressively, because we had a very shitty car and because [...]