I have bloody scratches all over my legs from a night time frenzy of clawing at bug bites for the past several weeks since we've moved into the red house. I'd begun to think I was crazy, that my "bites" were all in my head. Stress brought on by moving and what-not. Tyson has zero bites, we've searched everywhere for disgusting creepy crawlies, ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving is the beginning of my favorite time of year. It's the holiday that celebrates gluttony and sloth (my favorite of all the deadly sins), and is also the herald of best month ever, December. The Bear's birthday is November 27, which means as a couple we get to have Thanksgiving, his birthday, my birthday, and Christmas, all in the ( Read more... )