It’s a Girl

May 25, 2003 May 25th, 2003 fell on a Sunday, just like today. It was a clear, sunny day, just like today. It was the day before Memorial Day, just like today. My mind tries to find significance in coincidence. It’s a human failing, I guess. I wonder where my donor’s mother is today. It’s…

Summer solstice has arrived (3:32 a.m. in my time zone). It’s an overcast solstice that misses the whole point of having a longest day of the year by hiding the sun in haze. Solstice always feels portentous to me, as though I were just on the cusp of entering something new and better. The feeling…

Thirty degrees Fahrenheit? Fifty degrees Fahrenheit? You want it all? Then come visit me, because that’s the weather forecast for today and tomorrow is. March is not coming in like a lion. March is coming in like a schizophrenic. March may have been named for Mars, the God of War, but it would have been…

Three more Google hits for Pfaltzgraff dishes. Maybe I should make them available retail through this Diary. It might help pay off the costs incurred by Kitten from Hell. I am STILL looking for a free web host for a couple of sites I want to put up. I can’t believe how restrictive most of…

Perhaps I’m hanging by my neck. But I’m still hanging in there, and I guess some days that’s all that matters. I can’t decide if the neck-arm thing is feeling a little better, or if I’m just getting used to it. At this point I’m happy enough with either option, though. I was apparently more…

That beautiful garden makes up for this, another birthday present from the sisters, for the garden: It is a frog with a built in solar battery, so it can soak up the sun’s rays during the day and then glow in your garden for hours at night. Scary, huh?