easy bake coven | since 2002

I enjoy being up on a Saturday morning reading the news, drinking my espresso. There's a slight breeze through the walnut trees outside my dining room window and the day is still undecided if it will be cloudy or sunny.

HB and Skyler are still asleep. Skyler's ADHD medicine doesn't seem to be doing much good. Her doctor changed the dosage; hopefully that will help her. It's strange to see her at this woman/child stage of the game---almost 14 now. Needing me/but hating me. Isn't that the teenage way? I'm quite tolerant of most of her ways, which gives her more reason to hate me. Two old hippies raising a daughter with love and way too much understanding for her to appreciate just yet. Still I feel blessed...