There are times of year that are just bad for the mood. Dad seems to be especially affect by the spring thaw. Maybe it's all that damp. Weather certainly seems to have some role.
Some kids are mean. Others not so much. For Conny, being an adorable little wallflower while at school is a bit of an asset. Whether she sees it that way is yet to be seen.
Peter is one year old! Man, a year goes by so fast. Good heavens, how long has Mary Quite Contrary been running? Mary was ten when I started and now she's 14! She's got a little brother now, she's been home schooled for nearly 3 years, and her littlest sister has started kindergarten.
What else will happen from now on? I sure hope I can keep this up for another 4 years. And longer!
I should correct that. If the baby food is green I'm not to thrilled about it. But other than that I like baby food. I've also read the ingredients labels. Babies eat way better than older kids.
One last word: Sorry for the missing week of updates. Spring Break, hanging with my family, all that good stuff. I should be back on track now.
For the uninitiated, the title of this post translates as "too long; don't read." Of course, I actually do want you to read this, but considering the massive info dump captured in this episode I thought the title was appropriate.
And this is still condensed from what Dad normally does, as well as being near the end of his rambling.
Gross insects, mobile mold, and deep sea fish that look like something out of a cheap horror show. Those things Mary can handle. Certain sections of human physiology, not so much.
I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary.
The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.