Guess who’s going to be lugging heavy boxes down two flights of stairs on their own.? Yeah, not Bear. So far he’s gone through his t-shirts…
Tag Archives: Relationships
Old Clothes, Old Memories & Offensive Bedding
I’m pretty certain 80’s chic is not a thing and I don’t need him starting a retro trend, it’s bad enough that Hammer pants have made a comeback here in the Netherlands.
Causing Harm, Total Isolation & Being The Last To Know
Last night I called my eldest son back after missing two of his calls and spent just over 4 hours chatting and entertaining him with tales of the mad pup.
Blogs, The English Language & Paying Attention
The Cambridge and Oxford English Dictionaries are even bowing to the abuse and printing new dialect words as proper English, which they are not. I have no trust in Dictionaries anymore. And for the record it’s not Phoenix, it’s Pheonix.!!
Matters Of Communication & The Wrong Shoes
We chatted about the wedding, travel plans and social commitments that are causing me a great deal of stress, and my hopes to see my son when we get to the UK.
One Wrong Word Will Get You Gutted Like A Fish….
His tattoo artist friend was actually pretty good and the results of her work are acceptable.
Sunday, Mommy Sunday
For the first time, in a lot of months, Bear spent the evening with me… WITHOUT his iPad or phone.!! \o/ I can’t even remember far enough back to recall how long it’s been since that’s happened.
Crazy, Madly, Deeply In Love With Bear
He’d fibbed about being the person he really was, the person he’d described to me when we met, the man he’d made himself out to be was the person he wished he was, the person he wanted to be, not the person he was.
Like Getting Blood Out Of A Stone
So far, Bear seems to think I’m psychic and will understand all once I initiate my super powers and read his bloody mind… not that I’d get much enlightenment from doing that, if I even could…
A Visit To The Mommy
A visit to Bear’s Mom will be nice though, she’s quite a character and so funny, and the reason he’s not only glued to the Internet, but a massive Sports fan. It’s all her fault. 🙂
Dear Diary... 