Not despite autism, but because of it. Friday, May 27, 2011. Until recently, when you slowly stopped letting everyone comment on my posts. And you randomly shut down. And then, you stopped letting me respond to the comments that did make it through. Blogger, you kind of, uh, well, you stink. 2 A friend of mine and her partner have purchased for me www. Link for a short time.

Saturday, November 6, 2010. Hevan, Britney, Kendell, and Bradley. Friday, July 16, 2010. Kendell, Hevan, Bradley, and Britney. Britney showing Bradley the sparker. My sister, my mom, and me. Bradley, me, Annette, and Kenneth watching fireworks. My dad, mom, Shelby, Chrissy, and Kendell. On the grass watching the fireworks. Thursday, July 15, 2010. Jason and I holding a baby lion only 2 months old and weighing 40 pounds.

Tuesday, July 21, 2015. An Ode to Thigh Gap. What light though yonder thighs once broke. That skin and fat and age now choke. Tis the rub and sticky heat. That madden me now that they meet. In you I put my faith. To spare me from this cursed chafe. On all my wears of black doth show. Fitness Lords, why doth ye lie? These moves dare not reshape mine thighs.

Blue is the color that washes through. All days, though, blues, varying shades. The blue of coastal fog, mostly gray. The cup thrown by my father. The sound of fog horns out on the cold water;. The blue of dry sky, in high desert. The color on my wood beam ceiling, on my bedroom ceiling, on my front porch, lifting my spirits when I wake;.