Um. Yeah.

*crickets* So, either everybody died or my last post was my most boring yet. Okay. The school meeting went well. The ex had the good sense to not say much, other than to agree with things I’d already said. So that went well, at least. I’m not sure we have...

Gathering acorns

There is something about Fall that causes my brain to present the image of squirrels hoarding acorns to accompany my every task. Perhaps this is because I am so poetic and metaphorical! Or perhaps it’s because there are about four hundred squirrels in my yard,...

In which groceries give me a headache

Wednesday is usually a good day to play Meat Lottery. The “Manager’s Special” coupons abound, as the previous weekend’s rush is over and the stocking up for the coming weekend has not yet begun. Today I didn’t spot a single coupon....

And for my next trick, I will make Dr. Atkins cry

Well, technically, Dr. Atkins is dead. But I figure that I lay claim to making baby Jesus weep so often, and so many regard Atkins as a man of similar stature, and–oh, look, I just made them both cry–anyway, if he was alive, or if he can cry from beyond...

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