Friday updates have fallen quite low on my personal priority on my list these days.

Why don't I start by finishing up what went unfinished from last week, eh?

• Mention a certain pair of hot pink patent leather, white funfur-trimmed, stiletto boots to Mr. Man and he will reward you with the most adorable and naughty little grin. Or at least I am ( Read more... )

Thank you, everyone, for the kind words of sympathy and commiseration for Paul. I'd have answered them individually, but we did manage to make our getaway afterall.

• Paul's supervisor, who is also unbelievably stressed right now between the company and his own health issues (which are also at least partly stress related), apologized for blowing his ( Read more... )

• The snow. As a whole Michiganders are pretty outdoorsy people who don't let a little thing like a foot or so of snow slow them down for long, but I'm pretty sure there's not a single soul left in Michigan that will still claim they are enjoying it this year. 
• The snow has put a damper on our plans to head down to Canton this evening to take niece ( Read more... )

Oh wait. It's Saturday. Eh, close enough. It's been a long week, and a longer time since I attempted regular updates.

Let's get on to the bullets then, shall we?

• That rough patch Paul and I hit a few weeks back has largely smoothed itself out, after climaxing with a huge and miserable war of silence for several days at the end of January, ( Read more... )

...is beautiful. I like snow. My knees would surely give me guff, but I'd love nothing more than to go out and play in it right now. And then come back inside to cocoa and cookies---or more my fashion hot cider and warm spicy gingerbread with a big blob of Irish whiskey spiked whipped cream.

( Santa Claus Lane )

• Weird dreams lately. One morning I awoke in the process of getting beaten up by some old Russian prick for taking a job that his brother might have been able to have. The dude got a couple solid punches to my face before I woke up. It was so vivid I was surprised that my face didn't hurt when I woke up. Last night I dreamt there was a cow sleeping ( Read more... )

As I try to keep from scratching the "gotta go now" itch that has little to do with the actual events of my life and much to do with my own peculiar psychology I'm going to try to bang out some kind of update here.

• Life in the garden is slowing down, but it's far from over. While we've pulled the melons, the last of the snap pea vines and the ( Read more... )

Ugh! This is the weekend that we catch up on all the stuff we've been ignoring, avoiding or even just innocently overlooking since before vacation. The list includes, but is not limited to:

• Laundry---mountains of it.
• Cleaning---attempting to leave this to Paul really does not work well.
• Household item stock up---sublist includes, but is not limited to ( Read more... )

This has been a long tough week. Some would probably call it exhaustion, but to me it feels like I've reached my saturation point, that point where I've stuffed in all the activities, planning, chores, shopping, gardening, emotion, friendship, drama (and dramatic friends), blood, sweat and tears that I possibly can, and come to the place that ( Read more... )

I can barely even keep up these days. I started an update while working this past weekend, but it never got near to finished. You'll find it under the first cut. Under the second cut is a more current update.

( To Saturday & Sunday's Bullets )