Some days?

[kyburg]

You can teach lessons to others.

Other days, YOU are the lesson, intentional or not.

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My younger brother has a Facebook - and I just sent a friend request? Should I fear?

Mom can see the kite flying pictures from Easter - that'll be to the good.

And I know what bait smells like.

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It occurs to me that two of the most comprehensive pictures we have from Jim's family are group shots taken prior to the units disintegrating spectacularly through divorce. It's akin to saying 'now this is Aunt Betty before she spontaneously exploded into flame, we really don't know what happened, but wasn't that a pretty Easter bonnet?'

My side of the family? Three house fires. 'Nuff said. I can measure the shots in handfulls. I have ONE picture of my father.

We're trying to get in the habit of taking pictures, because yanno - cute kid - but it's not coming to us easily. I'm going to have to run home and shove some pictures to Fedex to get them to Hemet, because Mom's travelling to see family - and she wants bragging material. We've only had them for months, of course, and promised them long ago, of course...*facepalms*...yuck foo. About as good as I am about sending thank you notes, which is true suckage indeed.

I got out of the habit of cards for any reason when there was no money for them. And I'm still out of the habit, I admit freely.

I have two weekends before the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books weekend that I've volunteered to work Saturday of, and Sunday is looking mighty tasty. I'm seriously considering a sitter for Sunday tasty. Anyone who wants to go with me? I HAVE FREE PARKING SATURDAY. But before that? Two weekends with no commitments and I'm vertical. Hit me.

I'm thinking road trip out to the desert to look at wildflowers.

Comments

[jrittenhouse.livejournal.com]

Know what you mean.

My dad arranged for our house to be set afire in 1970, when I was 13, and pretty much anything that I, my mom or my grandmother had went up, including photos and memorabilia.

[kyburg.livejournal.com]

Dude, my step-father did the exact same thing when I was 13.

Of course, we didn't find out it was him until he'd been kicked to the curb for seven years, but hey.

[murphymom.livejournal.com]

I take it your mother is not on the Intarwebs - had anyone considered getting her one of those terminal-type things that you can send photos, etc, on, but that don't require a keyboard - sort of like a fax machine, but not?

[veronica-rich.livejournal.com]

You can teach lessons to others.

Other days, YOU are the lesson, intentional or not.

Or as I like to put it: There are days I only get out of bed to serve as an object lesson to others on what not to do.

[lesliepear.livejournal.com]

I hardly have any childhood photos without a house fire :(

Digital photos have made everything so much easier, no wasting film!