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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: February 2010
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Tuesday, February 9, 2010. My Son Is One! Chachi, Charlie, Chacharelli, Babykins, Chimps, Cha Cha. One year old today! Being naked, pushing buttons, chasing Bean around the house, playing in the ball pit, turning pages of books, trying to eat Bean's food, pulling hair, having his picture taken, taking walks in the park, biting noses, giving love slaps to loved ones, opening prezzies, feeding Bean his food and having a good nursing session.
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: July 2010
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Tuesday, July 13, 2010. I Broke Up With My Television. At one point I had my Mom's little, old black and white TV in my bedroom. I used to stay up late and sneak episodes of the. Show With the occasional flash of knickers this seemed so naughty. My Mom doesn't watch TV at all now, however I always thought it was so cool that she's seen every episode of Perry Mason, on that old black and white TV. Of course now I have too. This began my lifelo...
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: September 2010
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Tuesday, September 7, 2010. The brutal reality of dino life seen on our visit to The Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery. Nerdy fun at it's best. Chachi is a big fan of trains, we rode on this one twice. But not without the proper eye protection. Just another day at the office. We took an hour long bus journey on an old double decker to Henley In Arden. Cousin Jazzy, Charlie's second most favorite person in the world. Our trip to the Umberslade.
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: August 2010
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Tuesday, August 24, 2010. Our Weekend In London. We drove to Crouch End in North London last weekend to stay with Paul's brother Mike and his family. It's so amazing around there, the architecture is stunning. I would have taken more pictures to show you but I'm hating on my camera right now and I refuse to give it the satisfaction. Paul reading to Cousin "Jazzy" and Chachi. Uncle Mike and Chachi in Waterlow Park. Aunt Pippa and Chachi. Was s...
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: February 2011
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Tuesday, February 15, 2011. Were we drunk when we decorated this cake? It tasted good and that's all that matters. Ang and Big Charlie. Charlie's friend Leo, also enjoying the ugly cake. Rarely caught on film, here you see Paul's real smile. And here you see the much more common fake smile. Laura and Ewan got Chachi this guitar which he loves but makes me want to super glue my ears closed. Prezzies from Grandpa and Grandma. Life in a Nutshell.
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate: January 2010
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Tales of an Unexpected Expatriate. Somebody Get Me Outta Here! Sunday, January 17, 2010. Saturday, January 16, 2010. We had an amazing photo session in Portland with Xea! She's a great photographer and mother, not to mention the fact that she played a big part in who I am as a person. Charlie was very well behaved and had a good time hammin' it up for the camera. Check em out. Http:/ www.flickr.com/photos/kittyyum/. As I've reached my upload limit on Flickr (what? Monday, January 4, 2010. These photos wi...
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out of sight - out of mind: January 2008
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Saturday, January 05, 2008. What is it about the night. That makes me want you here? Is it the cover of darkness? The knowledge that all we have. Is nothing we can see? What is it about the night. That belongs to it alone? That breaks us into tiny pieces. As morning whispers dawn. Or the sun lights the day. What is it about the night. That brings contentment to my mind? That caresses my soul in peace. And sends all my demons. To a dark and quiet place. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Turn Your Head and Cough.
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out of sight - out of mind: September 2007
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Monday, September 17, 2007. Left of where it feels right. Filling up the days. And leaking eyes, closed tight. Loneliness i've made in tow. I have to wash away. What I've made so dark blue and gray. All i want is anything. And time to get back on my feet. To put my past ahead of me. Move on from what it used to mean. I saw those things. Pictures falling off the paint. Sinking hard like stones. They're leaving frames as mindful bones,. Letting love fall where it lands. Hearing words you said. And all burd...
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out of sight - out of mind
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Monday, February 02, 2009. Empty is a feeling. I'm getting used to. I sit and stare at empty couches. Slide inside my empty bed. And reach for empty cups. And I know how they feel. Dallas and Katie Swanson. This is really good. I like the verbs. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Out of sight - out of mind. Out of sight - out of mind. She awoke from a dream about skeletons. As she cam. Empty is a feeling im getting used to i sit and s. The Greatest Blogs Ever Written. Turn Your Head and Cough.
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out of sight - out of mind: February 2009
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