Paige's MindSay Blog

Eighty-Ninth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-06-20T04:06:28-05:00

My life is going well, everything is tip top shape (a little boring...just writing and taking care of the children, Harry and Rev included).

But I have to say, I hate Nancy Grace. I think she is one of the...

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Eighty-Eighth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-06-12T05:06:38-05:00

Update: (sorry it's not very elegant. I've been exhausted lately.)
Harry's parents are moving here, finally. They are coming here for a couple of days to look at their new house; but they came with a surprise. A...

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Eighty-Seventh Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-05-31T01:05:05-05:00

Shakespeare's Sonnet Number 133

Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
For that deep wound it gives my friend and me;
Is't not enough to torture me alone,
But slave to...

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Eighty-Sixth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-05-14T11:05:06-05:00

Has anyone read The Historian? I'm in the process of reading it with the family (the kids just listen to my voice, of course though they like the Dracula bits) and it's quite interesting. I'm not very much in...

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Eighty-Fourth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-05-11T12:05:38-05:00

I don't believe I'll be coming back to Mindsay very much anymore. Not as if this is something new.
But my life is becoming something I don't recognize and I am done dwelling here on typed page.
I have made...

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Eighty-Third Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-05-07T11:05:31-05:00

When you are alone at three in the morning and you drink, you want people who are not around. Last night, I went to Edward's for the first time in weeks. He let me in and somehow made me soup. I wish you would come by...

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Eighty-Second Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-05-01T01:05:53-05:00

My friend is twenty-three, lives in London, goes clubbing every night. She told me it is all hookah bars and pink drinks and suited men with sunglasses in the dark. What is it like, I asked her.

It isn't...

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Eighty-First Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-04-30T01:04:41-05:00

I want another baby. Is this a mid-life crisis? A quarter-life crisis? I can't get it out of my mind.

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Eightieth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-04-29T06:04:06-05:00

My cheek was on his warm bare back this morning. My ear was red. Was hot. And the children were with Ouisie, with Reggie. I imagined Rev fast asleep in his bed, Trinity taken care of. All three of us smiled in unison....

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Seventy-Ninth Entry

sweetbriarpoet — 2008-04-27T09:04:57-05:00

Harry and I have been having serious discussions for a long time. We talk too much about things we don't have any say over.

We worry about Rev, mostly. Trinity is having trouble in school, both behaviorally...

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