I am hoping one day to have time between mothering, working, JM never home due to studying for the bar, and working on my side business xsmatter. But I had to post this quote from Carter tonight so I will always remember it. It was a very smart but sassy statement about the rules in our house.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010. Posted by Baby Shower Team. BABIES COME INTO THIS WORLD. Babies come into the world brand new. They have no preconceived notions of. Expecting love and giving it back,. These little Angels see nothing you lack. Happiness comes from having you in sight. Your baby just wants you to be you.

Ramblings on life, 2017, heartbreak.

A journal about nothing in particular. Friday, October 28, 2011. And life outside marriage continues to exist. I still get my weekend games of ultimate. I still get to drink at GP with friends of 12 years. Thursday, November 18, 2010. What are you still hanging around for? Saturday, July 31, 2010. Loss of pay and gains of Leh.

11 years, 1 Marriage and a Divorce Later. Sunday, August 27, 2017. You certainly have lost weight since then.

I am the MBA with no aspirations but only dreams. I am the Corporate Bitch with no direction but only hopes. I AM Another Brick in the Wall. Sunday, November 30, 2014.

She makes the sign of a teaspoon. Nature, red in fang and stinger.

This blog has now officially been shut down. It has been a good run. I began from 36 and counting and now am at 43 and counting. And rather tired of counting. And have nothing much to say of any relevance, but then when did I ever, and when did it stop me, you might say and rightly so. A getaway in the hills. Cleaning up the culture of littering.

There was an error in this gadget. Wednesday, April 30, 2014. Yes It has been a long time. I think I need you blog. I need to talk to you. The steady click click of my keyboard, the placid uniform light of the computer screen. I will feed you words. To feel things we should not, and to think about those things then? They hit you in the face.

Holding on to hard won hopefulness. I found this stone angel on the street a few years back. Her little wings had snapped off and she had been dumped in the lane way. She looked desolate when I found her, downcast, abject. She quickly became a metaphor for my life at the time. Follow Selma In The City on WordPress. On BACK TO THE SKY.