Kenneth Wilton Lambert
January 30, 1945 - May 29, 2007
Husband…
Step-father…
and Papaw Extraordinaire…
Kenneth Wilton Lambert
January 30, 1945 - May 29, 2007
Husband…
Step-father…
and Papaw Extraordinaire…
Tags: things that suck big 'ol piles of crap
So I was in the right place at the right time, and was the first to take Kelly, from Diary of the Nello, up on the offer to be interviewed. She wanted to ask someone some questions….I like talking about myself….so here we are. Thanks, Kelly. It was fun.
1. How much are you LOVING […]
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My body has turned on me. You would think I could trust it, what, with it being my body and all. It started with my stomach. It made friends with my butt and now they are conspiring against me.
My stomach never forgave me for my two pregnancies. At least that is what I can surmise […]
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So I have been flip lopping back and forth with my blogroll. One day it’s in my sidebar, one day it’s AWOL. My blogroll went the way of the dinosaur when I started using Google Reader. Feedreader beautiful. Blogroll extinct. I just feel that it doesn’t really represent the blogs I read. I don’t keep […]
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May 16, 2007 - 9 years old. I am marking this date. Today is the day I heard the words “I love you,” from The Boy for the first time - ever. Yes, ever. It seems a bit late to be writing such a thing in a baby book - I don’t recall a space […]
Tags: asperger's · The Boy · Me
I read it and I bristled. I admit it. I don’t like having to admit it. I am talking about this post, in which another blogger (who I love, by the way) mentioned Asperger’s in a way that made my highly sensitive, mother bear hackles raise. And I was surprised by that fact. I absolutely […]
Tags: asperger's · I write Crap · The Boy · Me · blogging
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Settling into The Boy’s diagnosis of Asperger’s Syndrome has been like breaking in a new pair of shoes. Stiff and unfamiliar, at times rubbing uncomfortably, leaving a painful blister here and there. Now obviously, The Boy has not changed since the diagnosis. No, his personality, his struggles, his strengths, his weakness, his idiosyncrasies they remain […]
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Okay, so I came across this post at sweatpantsmom, and couldn’t help being sucked into playing with the Band Name Generator. Do I need a band name? Sure, I don’t play an instrument or have any talent, but that hasn’t stopped Nickelback…or Jessica Simpson…or Fergie…or Hillary Duff…..or Sean Paul…or…well, you get the idea. So you […]
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I have a pretty full day coming up tomorrow and yet, I am sitting here having a midnight 2 am snack, typing this. Why? Why am I doing that you ask? (Humor me.) Because I am lame. That’s why.
A very cool opportunity has presented itself to The Boy. Tomorrow, The Husband and I are going […]
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