Breakfast is about to begin – at Abby's Home Cooking

Breakfast is about to begin: oatmeal, blueberries, apples and almonds – with coffee. Abby's.

The day has begun

When all three boys stay with us, Lynxton sleeps with Margie in the guestroom, Jobe sleeps in the big bed in the master bedroom with me, Kalib sleeps in the little bed in the master bedroom. The day has begun. So far I appear to be the only one who knows it.

My quiet, unrecognized, coworker who never gets any credit

My quiet, anonymous, coworker of 13 years who never gets any recognition or shares in the credit. When I am home, I actually spend by far the biggest part of every day sitting here at my computer in my office, attached to our garage, and this guy – oh hell, could be a gal for all I know – Is here with me every day, working hard to help me get through it when it seems unbearable. Thirteen years this fish has been with me! Thirteen years! I am finishing up a big project (Kivgiq Uiñiq), and am slipping into burnout stage. No, I am in burnout stage. Been there for a while. I need to take a break pretty soon. I think I will go fishing. Maybe next week. This should be done by then.

The calm before the Skype war, Instagram

I was not going to post this Instagrammed iPhone photo, shot in the calm last night just before the Skype war between Jobe and Lynxton began. I posted it on Instagram to invite people who have been viewing my iPhone photos there to come to the blog and see how the same subjects played out here. But, having Instagrammed it, I decided I might as well put it up here, too.

Blogging the day that just ended the old fashioned way: we pick up the boys; Skype wars

By evening, Lavina was suffering at home on painkillers but wanted to say "hi" to her boys. We connected

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