I'm making like a freakin' Pollyanna and playing the Glad Game. I am glad that at least now I can quit checking the mailbox every day. It was really getting irritating, especially in the rain ( Read more... )

Just got home. Maybe that's not late for you guys (whoever you are, reading this) but for me it feels sepulcral. Okay, not really the right word, but I'm going for feel not literal meaning at this hour. Late night last night and it looks like I'll be out really late tomorrow night, too. Suddenly I have a social life. This is entirely new to me ( Read more... )

Well, the fam is acting more like themselves today. A little vacation will do that. Here's an example of "normal" at my house: I came downstairs to find Dad at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and the yellow pages. He immediately starts quizzing me on things like, "What do you call a group of jellyfish?" and "If you call a dog's tail a leg ( Read more... )