All is well in the Land of Stephan. I have dropped nearly enough extracurriculars and hobbies to be caught up a lot of the time—or, at least, not to get more than 2 months behind on bills. I am sorry that writing is one of the things I have dropped, but it is, and there's no point stressing myself out by feeling bad about it.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
I've never really had the experience of time flying by in the way that some of my friends have. As I get older, and my life fuller, time seems to move slower some days, if anything, not faster. So I cannot blame an accelerated time sense for long lags between posts. I guess I'll just have to stick with the "I'm busy" excuse.
Posted by Stephan Terre at 8:16 PM
Saturday, March 08, 2008
In the summer of 2006, I had just purchased some Burt's Bees Hand Salve, which I really like. It has a strong odor, but one I find pleasant, and it works well for me. I took it with me on my work trip to Denver in August, which I expected to be busy but pleasant overall. Instead, it was on this trip that my first MS symptoms hit, and I was holed up in my hotel all week, feeling terrible, constantly dizzy, venturing out only for the times when I absolutely had to work. The smell of the hand salve is now associated with that time, and though it may seem a little thing compared to everything else that comes with having MS, I regret that such a once-wonderful smell now always has echoes of that bad time.
Posted by Stephan Terre at 8:57 PM
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I really am trying to follow the Flickr community guidelines and link back to the photos pages for the pictures I post here, but each week I run into some snag or another and eventually give up. At least this week I'm stealing my own photo rather than some stranger's who deserves better.
Posted by Stephan Terre at 8:04 PM
Friday, February 15, 2008
Last Saturday, I felt like a single man for a while. I didn't like it. Audrie was at an event, and the baby was at my mom's house so I could do my shot without having to corral a 1-year-old at the same time. All alone in the house as I set out my elixir and accoutrements, I had a flash of what it would be like to have no help or companionship on this particular journey. Then, happily, the illusion was spoiled by Audrie calling to tell me she had arrived safely. This set off a minor comedy of errors in which, after washing my hands again post phone call, the phone began instructing me in how to make a call just as I was done with the alcohol prep. Then, deciding that I was too much of an imbecile to make use of its instructions, it settled for just beeping at me insistently to let me know it was off the hook. I vacillated a while, then had resolved to ignore it and proceeded, not wanting to go hang it up, wash my hands yet again, and find another alcohol prep, when it finally gave up the effort altogether and fell silent. All in all a good shot.
Posted by Stephan Terre at 9:26 AM
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Posted by Stephan Terre at 8:51 PM
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Posted by Stephan Terre at 9:00 PM
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Audrie wondered aloud to me today if we would ever catch up—the days are so full of caring for the baby that our lists grow stale and ever longer. I imagine that, if Leif moves out at age 18 or so, it should take no more than another 18 years to catch up after that, so we're sure to caught up by the time I'm 71. Glad that's settled.
Posted by Stephan Terre at 9:37 PM