I meant to say

a lot more about today. about the roller coaster that is being a mommy and a widow and a friend and a day that was beautiful but bittersweet sitting on the edge of winter...

but i got sidetracked.

so instead, a quote, perhaps, about more than one man in my life:

Move that melon of yours and get the paper if ya can. Hualin' that gargantuan cranium about. Look at the size of that head it’s like an orange on a toothpick. I’m not kiddin that boy’s head’s like Sputnik. Spherical but quite pointy at parts. That was enough said isn’t it. He’ll be cryin himself asleep tonight on his huge pillow.