After a six week computer-imposed hiatus, it’s like I can’t even post anymore. I’m trying to think of something to write – but I got nuthin. Nuhuhuhuhuhthing. So I’ll just keep changing my custom header. That’s something, right?
Wishing much merriment and peace to anyone who still stops by. Cheers to you.
I’ve never gotten the whole pet thing. I mean, yeah – I had them growing up and I was pretty into it. But now that I’m an adult, pets = pet hair everywhere + unplanned vet bills + cleaning up poop. And I was kinda optimistic that my poop-cleaning days were behind me. Once I… Read More Getting Finnegan
Finally, he’s out of the house. My adorable husband. Nice company, but he is in my way, man — and so are his shoes, empty Diet Coke cans, 300-pound Franklin Planner and little post-it notes that are everywhere. The first week of unemployment was honeymoonish. We went for walks, went to Chipotle for chips and… Read More Busy Looking Busy
My husband lost his job last week… …the job that was slowly killing him. He was on the road, commuting across state, eating fast food, sleeping in hotel rooms, missing time with his daughters, and stressed in such a way that I seriously feared heart attack. And then I remember that a year ago yesterday, a… Read More Half full
Karen, a very ‘appy and lovely British blogger, over at If I Could Escape tagged me with this blogging award and guess what the prize is? I get to write about me! In my first me-me-me meme. Hooray. Okay, first I must tag seven new award-winners. And the awards go to: 1. Alias Mother (I… Read More A Revealing Me-me
Chapter Two has started out less efficiently than I expected. It’s been 3 weeks and I don’t have a job, my closets are a mess and my triceps are still drapey sacks of useless flesh. But I’ve been having fun going out for lunch, drinking coffee, browsing at the bookstore, and playing a lot of… Read More Brave New Writer? (First Draft)
Today I dropped off two daughters at school. One begins her last year at elementary school and the other begins her first. When we got within sight of the playground, my fifth grader (!) ran off. I never saw her again – confirmation that indeed, her friends are preferable company. I walked my first grader… Read More Chapter 2
Would you like to hear Of the terrible night When I bravely fought the — No? all right. – Shel Silverstein, The Battle Lately I feel like I am drowning in my own narcissism. Me – starring in my own show about me! and what I buy at the grocery store, and what I read… Read More Narcissism, Neuroses, Etc.
I got nuthin’ to say this morning except that it’s raining — and I’ve turned every light on in the house even though it’s only 9:00am. This reminds me that fall is coming and after that, eight months of darkness. The ladies of Jcrewville will have to pack their Lily Pulitzer away until next year.… Read More Fall Preview
Small Town. Small Times. 