I either have nothing too blog about, or too many things and can't get them all straight in my head.  The latter is what's going on now.  It's a far better brainscape for morning pages/free association than for blogging just now.  But here is a random accumulation of things ( Read more... )

I wish Mr Moth hadn't accidentally discombobulated the garage door opener, because I am out of nasal spray and it is allergy season ( Read more... )

Yesterday after making the remark about the rolling pin outlet store I remembered that I have been curious about the Jeffersonville Outlet Mall for several years now.  Not curious enough to go check it out, but curious.  (As a Facebook friend commented,  I do not have the shopping gene.  Retail therapy makes me long for analysis.)

I rousted the Zor ( Read more... )

What the hell is wrong with me?  I woke up approximately 23 times last night because I could not remember the name of the annoying narrator in Sophie's Choice.  It was that kind of urgent too, like if you've ever woken up a whole slew of times because you thought you were late for a job interview...

Did I ever get up and go online to look this up?  ( Read more... )

There's no end to the firsts in a marriage, provided it lasts any length of time.  Today's first?  I salted the sidewalk because Mr Moth fell on it.

I wasn't going to join the throngs complaining about this season's unholy weather, because surely all that needs said about it has been and is being said, but...BUT...  OMG, MR MOTH FELL ON ICE.


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Thanks to street repairs, I can't see whether or not I need to scrape frost.  To leave early or not to leave early?  That is the question.

Bah, I hates that question.  A better question is, where did I lose my gloves this year?

Later I'm either revising some more (Chapter 20, which I believe is now the midpoint reversal), or writing the tree scene ( ( Read more... )

Mr Moth mowed yesterday. This entire room is still full of the smell of dandelions.

I wuv me some dandelions. Nothing else smells so yellow, so dandeliony, so like butter made from lion milk.

Okay, so that's a huge flight of fancy right there.  Who's going to milk a lion?


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Is this March?  Does Daylight Savings end tonight?  I only ask because we are up to our ho hos in snow.  Even Mr Moth's job cancelled today, which has never happened since the place opened in 1982.  I really figured all the blizzard talk was just more alarm-mongering on the part of the local television station--to get more viewers so they can ( Read more... )

The beet juice has kept the street clear, and most of the snow that hasn't melted formed a neat little drift between Big Green Alice's bug guard and her windshield.  When I brushed it off, a wind gust caught it, made a blizzard, and then shoved half of it down the front of my shirt.  BRRR.  Way to wake up in the morning...although I probably should ( Read more... )