Wednesday, February 10, 2010

What a difference a year makes- Or, it's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to

It's my birthday, and I am 24. This time last year, I blogged here about my Mom and my Nan and some of the odds that were stacked against me as a tiny kid who, thankfully, did not become a RADish kid, but could have.

Of course, to find this post, I scrolled back through my blog- WHAT a year it's been, from vacations and build a bears to failures and divorces and a new apartment. Sobering.

But this wasn't meant to be a downer post, I'm just... thinking. But the past year has brought joys too- Lady and I are living together. Mackers is here with us, and wanted, and growing like *crazy* (Big snip next week, don't tell him) There's just something about birthdays, I guess, that makes you look behind you and ahead of you.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

As promised, some Mackers pictures

Big as he is, we still spend a lot of time like this

This is Mack now. He is much bigger, and believes this box to be his. The dropcloth from painting shelves? Also his.