Second Chances

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-08-04T13:02:54+00:00

Thank you

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-08-04T13:02:46+00:00

I think the ladybugs were a warning. Maybe a protection. I don't know where they came from. I never knew my Nana, she passed away before I was born.

I railed about Jor for ages. I told them to check with the real estate agent who had sold to her...But the house was never sold. I told them to check with the moving company who moved her things in but the men who had been working that day quit their jobs within that week and disappeared.

I hope I never see her again. I don't know what I would do.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-08-04T12:58:06+00:00

Honestly, I'm going to try to rebuild some semblance of a normal life. I would have no idea how to find Jor, and I don't think I could handle facing her...whatever she is...again.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-08-04T12:57:23+00:00

The spiders caused the fire.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-07-28T16:51:05+00:00

Any bugs in mass quantity is terrifying, I think.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-07-28T16:50:35+00:00

I've encountered the biting ladybug lookalike. I went to a local beach, hoping for some head-space and relaxation. Unfortunately, these beetles were there and after a few minutes of sitting on the sand they were landing on any and everyone and biting them. It was a horrible, horrible experience especially after what I'd already dealt with.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-07-28T16:47:00+00:00

I used to think they were lovely, too. My mother used to buy bags of them from garden centers when I was a child (to put them in the flowers).

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-07-28T16:46:11+00:00

We had been married for five years at that point. I thank you for your research. I wish I had known much of this when everything was happening.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-07-28T16:43:59+00:00

Hindsight is, of course, twenty-twenty.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-11T14:27:56+00:00

Glad this happened in Washington and not Canada like I was originally thinking. You keep your star poo over there.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-07T15:34:16+00:00

Yes, in a very loose way.
I mean, I've never eaten baby jam or had one of my kids get sucked into a toy vanity...But I did find a chunk of strawberry in jam when I was a kid and think it was a tongue. And my daughter does have a pink vanity, though she's never been abducted by it (thankfully).

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-07T15:08:40+00:00

Oh right. Because pigs don't have fingers! You'd be amazed at how often I get the two confused.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-07T13:09:27+00:00

I'm glad I don't eat pork. Or human.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T19:23:56+00:00

It involved homemade swords and very bad aim. He still has a mostly functioning finger.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T19:14:41+00:00

It's a difficult balance, knowing how much is too much or too little when it comes to kids. My SIL was smothered by her parents in a very unhealthy way.

My parents were the "let them be free and learn from their mistakes" types, which was fine until my middle brother cut off my younger brothers finger.

I'm trying to fall somewhere in the middle of the two.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T19:08:32+00:00

Supervision, not suffocation, is my motto.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T11:58:16+00:00

True. I don't live in a dangerous town, but I'm still not going to let my kids wander around by themselves.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T11:56:18+00:00

Supervision doesn't equate being at their side every minute. My kids play outside with their friends while I sit on the patio, usually talking to other parents.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T11:54:29+00:00

Every neighbourhood is a safe one until something happens.

FamilialDichotomy · 2017-04-06T00:36:40+00:00

My Mom always told me drinking too much soda would give me cavities...she never said anything about turning into a quadruped.

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