Yeah. I’m sick.
At first I thought it was allergies or potential mold spore infestation in my lungs but, no. I have a cold. My head feels like it’s about to explode, there are tissues everywhere, and even my eyelashes ache. Joy.
So trying to come up with a post wasn’t happening—enter Sass tagging me to answer [...]
This is G.
This is G playing in my Pap smear vest.
She thinks it’s a princess dress.
I could have told her the truth—that it is a princess dress. One made of paper towels with an experience dipped in lube and humiliation. In a land of cervical mucus, birth control, and urinating in a cup, where a [...]
So I’ve been hanging out with my kids—doing things that have nothing to do with Dora the Explorer or any of her cousins—and outside. Like, in nature with trees and grass and no air conditioning. I’m sure they’ve forgotten about our excursions already—those sweaty memories. Never mind my crippled foot and that I practically suffered [...]
I often have conversations with myself. Internally of course so I don’t frighten the husband or other innocent bystanders perusing the aisles of Target on a Tuesday morning with my nonsensical, one-way banter.
These conversations generally begin in the shower where my mind is somewhat uncluttered and ‘free to be you and me’. I liken them [...]
I came home from urgent care last Thursday where the doctor told me I had a strain in my foot. I get to wear a fancy shoe fashioned with Velcro and polyester and an orthopedic type platform that doesn’t seem to be helping at all because every time I step I’m like ‘The pain pills [...]
Every once in a while the husband has a good idea.
Every once in a while I actually listen to said good idea.
The other night we were talking about my blog. It was midnight. We were both tired but have this masochistic way of staying up regardless of the looming bout of narcolepsy and under-eye circles [...]
Last week we called Enterprise to rent a minivan.
Because we are insane, in two weeks we are driving the family 12 hours to Ft. Lauderdale. Actually, we are not insane. It’s just me. We are going to a family reunion for my side of the family so; the husband is merely insane by association. I [...]
*Caution: this post is probably kryptonite to people with sense. Or caffeine. When I wrote this, I had neither.*
Friday night around midnight I was working on my portion of a group project when suddenly the laptop just exploded.
Well, no—it imploded! The screen did. One second I was typing some garbage about Toyota and the next [...]
