Monday, November 3, 2008

I hate my memory

August 21.
December 26.
June 14.

These are the dates I have memorized. These are the dates my children should have been born.

This is getting a little more difficult now that all the family is out of the house. So, I think I'll watch Sweeney Todd tonight. Johnny Depp is the cure for many ills. If not the cure, at least the equivalent of an intravenous shot of benadryl.

4 comments:

Piece of Work said...

Ugh. I'm so sorry. It's terrible, terrible, terrible. And nothing helps.

Except maybe Johnny Depp. I hope.

xo

Phantom Scribbler said...

(o)

Katherine said...

This sucks. I am so sorry. :(

susan said...

I am so, so sorry. Thinking of you--and all your children.