The view from my window is different. I’m typically not a fan of change. So I did not change rooms with an open mind. But as I stretch out across the bed, in the tiny room, with the air conditioner cooling my feet, I stare out into the space between the buildings. In the morning, water drips in front of the window from an unknown … Continue reading Fireflies and other distractions
Whatever happened to socks with little balls at the heel? That was a great invention! Continue reading No balls
Funny thing about being a grown up… we don’t always realize our fears. When we are children, we are clear about what frightens us. The dark. What is IN the dark. What is under the bed in the dark. The rational and irrational. I had a conversation with a friend recently about how fears (and other stuff) may just be built-in. Imprinted on our DNA … Continue reading Room With a View
You know how you think you look really hot, but it turns out your dress is tucked into your underwear? Continue reading Accidentally Human Part VI
Reveal parties. We’ve all seen them. The mother-to-be opens a box filled with either pink or blue balloons to let everyone know what’s growing in their belly. So… do they make pasta-salad colored balloons? Continue reading Food Baby
I love my patio/backyard. But about a week ago, I stopped going out there because of the herds of mosquitos (if you are not from Texas, I realize they are typically referred to as a “swarm”…however, if you could SEE our mosquitos, you would understand why I use the term “herd”). I don’t want to fog, because I hate killing all the other tiny beings … Continue reading Bubble Girl
So I’m flying. For real. I’m like 30,000 feet up. (I have no idea really but that sounds impressive) And guess what? I forgot to eat today. But they serve snacks. Peanuts. And something that resembles crackers . So I’m good. I’m washing it all down with cheap whiskey and ginger ale. Also cheap. And it makes the crackers taste worse. You know, I’m not … Continue reading Drunk blogging
Sometimes I get tired of taking the high road. Being the better person is far less satisfying than putting a flaming bag of poo on someone’s front doorstep. Evil deserves flaming poo. Just saying. Continue reading There’s an emoji for that
Dear Stomach, We are sorry for your troubles, but those cherries were just too yummy! Hugs, Tastebuds Continue reading Cherry-oh!
Let me start by saying… my ONLY super power is that I can cure the hiccups. Sure, it doesn’t sound like much of a super power, but just ask anyone I’ve cured, and they’ll tell you I’m kind of a big deal. In college, people used to bring tough cases to me at my dorm, and I would cure them. (Not to brag, but the … Continue reading Hic-Hic Hooray!
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