InnerTeub

The boss and I are celebrating the New Year in the best way I know how, which is to say we’re in our PJ’s mainlining season 1 and 2 of True Blood (At one point in my Twilight obsession, [Team Jacob, woo!] the Boss mentioned to me that if he was going to be forced to watch melodrama concerning vampires, he’d just as soon see some boobs while he’s at it, thus: True Blood. Ahem) and for whatever reason the low-rent website we’re streaming season 2 from will only let us watch in 72 minute increments. I don’t know, technology is my friend but I don’t ask too many questions, right?

Anyway, this enforced break is giving me a chance to sit down and reflect in some truly sad news: I received a note from a dear friend informing me that on the day before Christmas, she delivered her twin babies, a boy and a girl, stillborn at 20 weeks. I don’t have much to say about this, what with it not being my story to tell and all, except to reflect on sad life can be, how quickly my heart can break for someone, and how continually impressed I am with the human spirit’s ability to cope and heal.  If you are believer in good vibes or prayer or other energy that sends intentions through thought waves, please send some to my friend and her family; I know they have it within them to heal, but it never hurts to have additional help. We’re all doing this crazy life thing together, after all, no matter how alone we can often feel.