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There are no words

>I seriously can’t even deal with that right now. It terrifies my pregnant arse like you
>cannot believe.

Oh, I can believe it. And I hate to state the bleeding obvious – but the fear doesn’t go away once they’re born. Every time there’s been a report of some poor toddler drowning, I start to cry and I think of Jenna.

I think the only thing you can do is to try and not dwell on it and help however you can. (Hence the buttons, the ‘s, etc.)

If you have faith, you pray. If you don’t believe in the sky bully, you hope. And you kiss and hug those around you just a little bit more.

Resolutions

* Write more regularly
* Take more photos
* Start Yoga again (probably with a DVD until I have more money and time)
* Start Dancing again
* Bake and cook more

Cat…

My cat is strange. Possibly stranger than your average cat. For instance, I think she thinks she’s really a hermit crab.

When ever I come home with groceries, as I finish unpacking my green bag, I tend to drop them on the floor of the kitchen. Each time I drop one, she crawls into it. I don’t know if she’s expecting to find the right fit one day, but she keeps trying each one on after it falls on the floor.

Wild Whisperings of a Wandering Lunatic

Some of this is fiction. Some of it is not. It is all, however, true.

Bring on the navel-gazing wank!