My eyes are like hot little coals, boring into my oatmeal mushpan brain, so it’s probably going to be a very quick blog! Firsts–Roxie’s socks knocked my socks off!! I was the recipient of a drive by soxing on Friday, and I could not be more tickled… I seem to have squandered my one picture… Read More

Seriously–20 pages of Teague & Jack in two days–I’m barely able to converse with my native species, much less blog. (For newcomers, Teague & Jack are relatively, uhm, raw…I’m afraid of what part of their story I’ll just start blurting out!) Anyway, my document handler is totally spazzing out–you’d think I had six or seven… Read More

OKay–a drive-by blogging here. First off– yeee! Lots of replies in the comment box–I can’t wait to put the names in the hat, but I’ll leave the contest open until Sunday and then pull out a winner! Second off–I almost hit a flock of ducks flying through an intersection this morning. They were crossing against… Read More

And really, that’s all I gots… Okay, I lied. I’ve gots a little more. First of all, someone really likes me! Jen B gave me an ‘I Love The Blog’ award, and since my blog is devoid of bells, whistles, and practically pictures of any sort, I’ve got to say I was tickled beyond measure…. Read More

Just… just watch it, that’s all… (Don’t worry–kid and work friendly!)

*Note–for some reason 1/2 this post got deleted before the first post–I went back and added the first part again, so if you read it in the interim, double check. It makes more sense now!) I really don’t (discuss politics that is) although most of you have figured that I’m sort of rabidly left-wing. (I’m… Read More

I’ll be honest. I’m not used to it. I knew it would be a challenge, because Mate and I are always better at living beyond our means than within them, but I never thought that going on a date with my husband would involve going grocery shopping and then doing the happy dance when it… Read More

* My throat hurts and my head’s stuffy. Fucking germs. * Sarah Palin is making me flat out nauseous with anger, disgust, and shame for my X-chromosome. Fucking politics. * The students taught me a new word for blow-job today while discussing President Clinton in the context of Patrick Henry’s ability to manipulate the media…. Read More

So the Cave Troll climbed into bed with us Sunday night/Monday morning. I rolled over, touched his leg, WOKE UP and said, “Holy shit, who put the nuclear reactor in our bed because something is burning the fuck up!” No, I didn’t say that. I do recall saying, “Oh, fuck–how sick are you?” 103 degrees… Read More

My husband’s company picnic was last night–I told someone it was like something from an 80’s movie and they asked me to clarify, so let’s go with this: It was sort of big and overblown and decadent. For starters, they rented out the local minor-league baseball field and the kiddie bounce houses therein. (There were… Read More