Tag: Stephanie
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Stephanie Yells
Stephanie is yelling at me about genocide again. There’s nothing I can do about it if it’s actually happening. I’m uninformed. She’s yelling at me about that too. There are lies, damn lies, and statistics. She passed her statistics class. I didn’t. She reads way more than I ever will. Such is my lot in…
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My Health Starts with Me
I saw the nurse practitioner who prescribes my psych meds yesterday. No changes on that front, but she did order a blood draw. I walked to the hospital to get the work done today because Stephanie wasn’t up to driving and my health starts with me. It went smoothly but the results came back with…
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Feeling Woosy
I’m not feeling quite right again and Stephanie let me sleep and did most of the bins herself. I had a particularly weird dream but all I remember from it was stuffed potatoes with a swervey line of chocolate on each one.
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Can’t, Wouldn’t, Shouldn’t
My phone does not like negatives. I’ve been rereading old blogposts today and realizing how quickly they turned into nonsense because the phone auto completed with a positive and I sent without proofreading to make sure all the “n’t”s were where they needed to be. Stephanie even pointed out a more egregious example in one…
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Diced Almonds
Stephanie just went and got a pint of ice cream for each of us. She bought plain chocolate for me and a jamocha blend for herself. Her ice cream looked good but she said it had chunks. I asked what kind and she told me there were diced almonds in it. I agreed that I…
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The Long Weekend
Stephanie went to Indiana and made a stop in Michigan. She was gone for 48 hours. The boys and I survived. Alex had a meltdown and Ben had a meltdown. Fortunately it was not at the same time. I’m scratched up, very tired, and so glad Stephanie is home. But I forgot to fast before…
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He’s technically my boss
Stephanie and I are in a peculiar situation. Alex and Ben are technically our employers. Lutheran Social Services manages the plans, and Premier is in charge of timesheets, but the boys are officially who we are both responsible to and for. So if you ever want to complain about your boss remember that mine says…
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My Valentine 26
Stephanie let me sleep today. I have only been awake for three hours and it’s already time to blog. Not much has happened yet. I didn’t get her a Valentine’s Day present. Perhaps I should do better.
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Life with Autism
I have four sons. They are all adults now. The oldest is from a woman I never married. When she got pregnant she asked about an abortion and I gave her a fast and firm no. She broke off the relationship but kept the child. We have over the years mostly been civil. Brandon is…
Latter Day Sinner 