I think we can all dispense with the idea that I can blog every day. It was a pipe dream, and I wanted to believe, but like so many other things I love, I get distracted and ....oooh! Something Shiny! And I just forget ( Read more... )

At forty years old, I have had what one might only call an epiphany. Or perhaps several ( Read more... )

Over the years, I've told you folks some pretty awful, Horrific Adult Stories. These are embarrassing, humiliating, tales that hopefully make you all feel better about yourselves.

Buckle up. Here's the King High Poobah of all the Horrific Adult Stories. If you're squeamish, or if you enjoy me as a person who you've never thought of as possibly the ( Read more... )

( A photoessay of our last trip to the cabin... )

( Lots of pictures within... )

So many things to say.

First of all, we're on day 7 of the mothpocalypse. By that, I mean that we didn't have a good hard freeze this Winter, and now we are OVERRUN by moths. It is a swarm of Biblical proportions, folks. And so, so gross. I opened up our attic space to find out why the air conditioner wasn't working, and was dive bombed by no ( Read more... )

Livejournal, please forgive me for I have sinned. It's been two weeks since my last entry.

It's been even longer than that since I've posted about anything involving real life.

Let's catch up, shall we?
( the minutia of life... )

I love the smell of my home. You know, when you've been away, and then you come home, and it just smells like home? I like it ( Read more... )

Except I don't do tequila (Tequilq free since '93!), but daquiriville sounds a little bizarre ( Read more... )

Her name is Christine, and she lives in my mother's GPS ( Read more... )