–In My Life Is A Series of Illnesses news, I am sick. I’m not exactly sure if it’s just Crohn’s stuff or if it’s Crohn’s+ but here we are and I’m a few minutes away from having to peel myself off the floor to go pick up Isobel. During my pregnancy my health went downhill rapidly but it was easy to blame the adorable parasitic growth for most of it. After Elias arrived things never recovered but we were hit with a tsunami of events: Anthony getting a job, Anthony getting a cold, Anthony getting seven colds, Isobel and Elias getting seven colds, my magical journey with severe hives, Isobel starting school, my getting bronchitis. It’s been busy but when it comes down to it I’ve been neglecting myself in favor of putting out the fires around me. While there’s some merit to that argument, it boils down to this: when the plane is going down, get your own oxygen mask on first. You can’t help others if you are deprived. And I have been deprived.The only time in the last year I’ve felt well was when I was shot full of steroids to treat my own personal hivegate. (Steroids, which reduce the inflammation of an allergic attack, also work to alleviate Crohn’s related inflammation and suffering.) Due to unemployment life upheaval and insurance denials I haven’t been to a GI specialist in… too long. My disease and my body need some looking after because in between all the seasonal and school-related illnesses I’ve suffered I’m just not doing well. I’ve been in denial about it for awhile but this is the grim reality. I’m not well. I have no energy for anything. I feel like a balloon in which almost all of the helium has escaped. Depleted.
— Anthony is consumed with worth projects all this week and into the next, and so we won’t be seeing him. That feral noise you hear is me looking after the cats and the children by my lonesome and hopefully not sustaining casualties along the way.
— Today is my bestie Stefanie’s birthday! She is amazing and strong and made of approximately 80% chocolate by volume.
–Thank you for the birthday well-wishes sent on twitter and facebook. You are nice internet people.
Follow Friday: Greetings, Fellow Youths. My love letter to the internet.
Scrapbook: Birthday, Seven Years Ago. I have a few birthdays under my belt.
Snapshot 10.15.14. Good news, everyone! I’m not tubercular.
Recipe: Zephyr Squash Bake. A delicious & easy way to use up any kind of summer squash.
Thrifty Giving: Black & White. A high-contrast study in thrifted gifting.
Little Big Collection: Vintage Trivets. My sexy trivet collection is on point.
Follow Friday: Most Awesome Halloween Party. My love letter to the internet.
I can watch Cat Vs Beanbag all day.
16 Greatest Battles Fought By The Most Courageous Cats of Our Time. A natural extension of bean bag cat.
Bad Album Covers was a twitter account that was made for me. It’s like thrift store gore that only focuses on the terrible and weird album covers. Check out Team Cat, I’d Wish We’d All Been Ready, The Miracle at My House, and Ken, By Request Only.
Hagrid Hagrid Potter. Pretty funny.
The Internet: A Glossary. Essential Reading.
Some fear Ebola could make nation turn to science. “If you put them under enough stress, perfectly rational people will panic and start believing in science.”
Tombstone Goofs. I’m going to be burned, so please make sure to share only flattering photos.
Snapshot 10.06.11. Included is a home video of Isobel and I practicing our best Baby Jaguar impression.
Scrapbook: Tea Time. Tea in the Jellyfish Tent!
Thrift Store Score: The Thrifted Toy Kitchen. Best way to play.
Scrapbook: Isobel’s Perfect Heart. It really is.
Snapshot 10.31.12. Doesn’t everyone get their family Christmas card photos from a booth at the mall?
Recipe: Autumn Pomegranate Salad. Pomes are the bombs.
Scrapbook: Home Life. Ten photos of home.
Follow Friday: Backyard Play. Very Important Tweets.