My sweetheart, my smart, kind, sanguine, handsome firstborn son, Ethan Conrad, graduated from high school in May, and *gasp* DID NOT GO TO COLLEGE.

I had very mixed feelings about this, at the time.  I loved college.  I loved school!  I found out who I was during those four years and made a lot of decisions by myself, both good and bad, and grew up ( Read more... )

So, I went camping.
Camping.

Yeah. Let that sink in a moment. It was about nine months ago, so the trauma has died down a bit and I can recall it with a benign sense of well being. Sort of. And most of my hair has grown back.

( Everything is say is ABSOLUTELY true. Swear to God. )

So... you all know how my husband's twelve, right?

Well, not literally. Literally he's 47. But definitely metaphorically... Totally twelve.
( Whose fault is it, internet? )

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In a sea of normal and boring, every now and then my life is interjected with nearly lethal doses of exciting. Here is one such instance.

( Yeah, it's me being an idiot, again. )

Apparently, I fail at posting every day ( Read more... )

It has been perhaps years since I've blogged on a daily basis. I guess I don't have as much to say as I used to? Or maybe I'm just out of the habit, but regardless of the reason, I've decided to throw myself into NaBloPoMo with verve and gusto, and see where it lands me. (Thanks, elle_blessing for the shove. I needed it ( Read more... )

...and you spew hot, molten crazy on everyone within range ( Read more... )

Hi there, all! It seems that the month of September came to school, ate my lunch and then kicked my rear end like you wouldn't believe.  I can count the amount of time I had to spend on the computer in minutes per week, instead of hours.  It was refreshing, in its way.  Here it is in one neatly wrapped up post.  Ready?  Here we go.

( Theatre, football, writing, and other stuff... )

( Lots of pictures within... )