it's a babe's world.
i throw open the french doors and dine him in sunshine
(do you remember these doors, and how much he has changed in ten months?)
likes: playing dry clean steam machine. this includes pushing him around the house at mach speeds in a laundry basket.
likes: guitars. obviously. and anything else i can touch/eat.
likes: orange baseball caps. i mean, really? really? really.
likes: casper the kitty. he loves to pull and chase casper's tail. poor casper. great for julius.
dear kendra.
i can't believe how much time has elapsed since i visited the imaginarium,
and how much longer still,
since i popped something up here.
embarrassed sigh.
the world is whirling, mdear. i am also still feeling the waves of conservative canadian politics lapping at my brain's shore. mostly in my dreams. what a sad, sad day for canada. i hope we survive. why does everyone want to be like the united states? i dare them to come live here for 2 years and then re-evaluate.
annie arbor is bustling.
so is my brain.
but time is busting at the seams.
julius is beyond incredible - his entire world is blown wide open.
he is trying, with utmost precaution, to stand on his own.
he has really learned how to howl. you would laugh. i do sometimes.
i have a new job.
whoa.
more on that little guy.
i feel as if it will be a constant and consistent source of imaginarium material. alice would approve.
it is a bit of a corporate nightmare hiding behind the precious veil of ann arborite individuality. we shall see how things unfold, but there are a few tidbits you won't want to miss.
think office space.
flair.
no more needed.
i miss you and love you so much.
xoooooooox
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