Five years. Some times that feels like five seconds. Sometimes five lifetimes. It's undergrad. A novel. An apprenticeship. A marriage. A thesis. A prognosis. A job. A career. A lifetime. A milestone. Normally, I wait and write about my trips to see Aloysius after they happen. I suppose I'm a…
Look! Panties!
First the good news: not only am I still cancer free, two and half years later (WOOT!) I also had a magnificent dream last night where by future BFF Neil Patrick Harris and his partner lived in a bus next to my window and we played ukuleles together all night…
Crap. Did I Just Write an Inspirational Post?
Once upon a time (or a few months ago), a brilliant and beautiful blogger posted about how her wee two year old son randomly turned to her and said, "Mommy, you are a possibility." Is anyone else crying yet? Am I still suffering from sleep deprivation and PMS? Can you…