My wife is disabled. Much of the time, there isn't enough space between the pain and drugged insensibility for loving sex. This blog is a diary of our journey. Or just a place to shout. This will not likely entertain you. For that, see my links.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Well, she went
She went to the folk gathering. Brought the chili. Came back with empty containers. At least the effort wasn't wasted.