lily peanut. books.

Lily Peanut continues to adjust to her new New York City lifestyle and the untimely passing of her brother. I've been trying not to take up too much real estate here in blog land being sad about Henry. Losing him was the worst experience I've had since starting off whatever it is I do with this webpage. Worse than both the broken marriages, far beyond any moment of disgruntle. For what it's worth, I still cry every day. Since losing him, my...

peanut at my parents. emotional.

I brought Lily Peanut to my parents' house this weekend. Needless to say, seeing my little girl imported from Australia running around the yard where I grew up was beyond surreal. I wanted Henry to be there, it made me cry a bit. It also made me see how well trained my little girl is. Peanut ran around acres of fence-less green without me ever removing a leash from my overnight bag. Later this week, when we move on Thursday, she's going to...

not as easy as it looks

A few cult affiliates have sent me private "No really, are you ok?" messages over the past few days. While I find these comforting, it also concerns me. People usually only ask me if I'm ok when I'm not. And considering the influx of "Are you OK?"s coming through... I guess the gaps between posts speak a bit for themselves. I don't mix well with landlords or leases. At the moment, I'm wiggling my way out of one to get into another. I'm not...

family

So I blogged a few hours ago about boo-hoo life is shit... then a best mate came through to paint smiles on my face. While I must get off of the island of Queens and back to my beloved Manhattan, I need to say, living down the block from Chris and David has been divine. It's funny the Universe "just happened" to plant me here while dealing with two events that will definitely be something brought up at 70th birthday parties... which happened to...

hard. husband 2.

Namaste blog tribe I hope you are all well around the world. I've decided that I think that I'm a hard person. I realized this today, when I sniffled and sobbed all the way to the vet to pick up Henry's ashes. Alone. In freezing cold weather. Which somehow makes it worse, cold always makes everything worse. Husband 2 is officially off the scene. I haven't mentioned much about the details, some things are private even in Internet land. Needless...
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