Mar. 26th, 2017

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I have gotten through the first month on birth control and holy cow, life is night and day. It appears I have been living for years with completely out of whack hormone levels. I freaking sleep all right. I don't feel suicidal anymore. I feel... pretty darn good. It isn't for everyone but this is kind of all right.

Today is Mothering Sunday in the UK. It always feels a bit like, "sorta Mother's Day but whatevs... the real day is in May." I was given cards by my children. (Thank you very much.) And then Mr. Jenner took the kids to his mum's for a sunday roast. I stayed home and had a few hours to myself. I ate cold pizza, watched my spanish soap opera, and slouched across the sofa. I also did a bit of laundry, and poked about in the garden. It was just a few hours but dang, it was a gift and a half. Then everyone came home and I made children supper, and cuddled with Miss Biscuit, and talked with Senor Onion. It was not too bad a day.

A friend of a friend is pushing me to submit something to some anthology. So that is what I am doing. Because rejection is life and life is rejection, and sometimes you get ice cream. Or something. I have no idea why I do this.

I made a cake that I sort of messed up in the process of mixing the batter but somehow I managed to save it and it turned out even better than I had anticipated. I have been passing out hunks of it to people. It is a rather Spring-like cake. Very cheerful. "here have something to make you feel okay about things." My sister in law fed some to her children for breakfast. Yes breakfast cake can be a thing.


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