Yes, we own a house and have a kid.
From: Mark
Sent: Monday, September 27, 2004 10:41 PM
To: Jen
Subject: Re: booger
Boogers are green.
So Is Martin Sheen.
Boogers are runny.
Like bees in honey.
Boogers are crusty.
Like my rhymes are rusty.
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—– Original Message —–
From: Jen
Date: Mon, 27 Sep 2004 21:51:54 -0600
Subject: booger
To: Mark
Boogers are nice
Boogers are good
Pick your boogers
Nice and good

Why bother posting an entry only to tell you that I am actually tired and not going to post much? Umm. That was rhetorical.
I have my computer back! With WinXP! and other stuff! It was the motherboard and I am now sans some software so let the weeping commence. We will get it all sorted out soon.
The weather continues to be fabulous here and it does wonders for me. I dread winter. I never used to admit it, for fear of making it worse, but it is true. I hate how long winter is here. So there.
My very good friend Michelle is getting married this weekend and I can’t think of much else. Yay Michelle! I would post a picture of her shower (which included 2 guests, Chinese food, and wine), but I have no photo editing power at the moment. The wedding will be great fun and lovely and hoorah! A wedding! I am pretty sure there will be devilled eggs, which are my favourite things in the world, so it is all good.
Charlotte has four teeth and is growing well. I have baptism pictures, but, well, you know, I can’t post them raw. She is chewing everything and loves to pull my hair, my lip, and ick my glasses at every opportune.
Ok, I really am tired, and I may be asleep before 2:30! yay me!
Also, I love being a 50’s housewife for now. A beehive hairdo should be forthcoming.

Some things

I am all out of sorts without my machine still. I will have it soon, but I can’t generate the same bloggy stuff on the laptop because I am lame that way.
BioMom visit was nice. Baptism good. Cake fabulous. I have pictures, but I need to install the camera software on the laptop, etc etc. Lay-zee.
I dug up all my potatoes today. It was beautiful outside. +21C. (converting…) About 71F. Move to the metric system for the love of god America! The sun and potato digging helps my mood.
Benoit (the cat) is walking all over the laptop and meowing for me to go to bed so he can snuggle against my bum. I think I will take his advice. I only dream about being asleep before 2am!

Can’t get that Leonard Cohen outa’ me head.
The cake will be marble (I want vanilla, Mark wants chocolate), with whipped cream icing, and pink flowers. My friend Janet suggested we put something on the cake like “God Bless Charlotte”, but I am trying to keep the public god loving to a minimum. Yes, at a baptism. Mark suggested putting “congrats on your dunkin’, punkin’”. But in the Catholic church there is more pouring than dunking, so, no. “We hope your pouring wasn’t boring”? It just doesn’t work for me.
My mom has been here a lot the last couple of days. Helping me clean since we are having people over for cake (and now sandwiches, fruit, and veggies) on Sunday. My Biomom is also coming for the big Pouring. My mom is worried about me. This doesn’t stop her from telling Charlotte that I am a bad bad mommy for living amongst so much dust! From those filthy hairy cats! Then she kisses the cats and gives them treats and makes me coffee. I love my mom. So does Charlotte. In fact, Charlotte cried today when Grandma gave her back to mommy. Hmpf. As Mark says “what’s so great about Grandma?” The cats love her too. Mom is also making a veggie tray and a pickle tray for Sunday. I wonder what the difference is between a tray of veggies and a plate. Does my mom have an array of trays around I have never seen?
I am still on the laptop. We are taking my regular machine to Mark’s office so the huge nerds sys admins can take a look at it. I suspect it

I am writing you now, just to see if you’re better.
or something like that
my machine is busted, so i am using the laptop. IN BED. not sleeping though – check out the time. i am perhaps unreasonably sad about my computer possibly being dead. although i am not sure what is reasonable at the moment.
my mood is still an issue and for once i am not confident in my psychiatrist. i just feel kinda lost. but stable. weird.
charlotte is getting baptised this sunday. i have been hesitant to write about it because people have FEELINGS about religion. mark isn’t catholic. i am. i guess. lapsed. so why baptise the spawn? i wanna. i can’t articulate it better than that. we don’t go to church and i am not sure what i believe in, but we are doing this. some may scoff, for all sorts of reasons, but at least she won’t go to hell. kidding. plus, we get cake afterwards.
perhaps the latest InStyle will lull me to sleep. i will imagine i am warm and comfy in salma hayek’s big bosom…. wait, that is halle berry. fuck i need more sleep.

It snowed today. For reals. It is mostly melted now, but can’t a girl get a break? I mean sheesh. I took in all my tomatoes and the last of my gladiola. It is way way way too early for this though.
My ISP fixed whatever was breaking my blog though, which is good.
And check out my big girl in her jolly jumper!

It is about 2:30 am. No one recently updating their blog, no one on IM, no one to call, Mark snoring away, the cats don’t talk back, the baby asleep. The loneliest time in the universe.
Then I read CNN and just thank goodness I am not in the eye of Frances nor in a school in Beslan, Russia. OK, none of that makes me feel better really.

Sorry for the absence. Truth is I am a bit depressed. Not throw myself off a bridge depressed, but depressed. I feel like I don’t have anything to give to you, internet people. Everything I have to give seems to be inward. *shrug* I don’t know how to explain it. I am alright. I will likely post as soon as I have some clarity of thought or something to distract me from the blue.