The End of the Saga.
The wonderful thing about first world problems is that they so often have first world remedies. Sadness over the loss of my laptop and everything stored within (Goodbye, book!) can be soothed, if not completely vanquished by the free form consumption of many, many...
Book, schmook.
Today I heard myself complaining that my barista had put too much milk in my cappuccino. Oh, good heavens. Somebody put too much nutritional goodness in my recreational beverage! Alert the authorities!Yup. First world problems, I gots 'em.Also, my computer machine is...
The healing power of “Yes” or more accurately, “Why the hell not?”
I'm responding to things with more equilibrium than normal these days. Like when I was loading the washing machine and one of the kids started the shower in the bathroom above and water poured from the ceiling onto my head...Didn't bother me a bit.And then, when I got...
If Momma’ Ain’t Happy… (she’s probably out of gin.)
Ah, the precious milestones in an emerging spring... the first night's slumber with open windows, the season's inaugural gin and tonic, the happy wiggling of newly bared toes....... the first evening your husband makes a mad dash through the living room, slamming shut...
Make Mine Pink.
You know, there is some crazy shit being proposed out there. Cray-zee. If you pay even the briefest moment's attention to politics, it seems like folks are losing their ever-loving minds. Even the shortest exposure to the barrage of hateful nattering out there makes...
Dear Diary, This is Getting Old.
I know people who collect and read their old journals. Not me. I'm of the mind that it would be better if I just burned them. Not because they are incriminating or embarrassing (though, of course, they are.) No, I would like to burn them all, because I hate the fact...
Marathon Season is almost here! Joy!
Friends, I am so very, very stoked. This is the very best part of my running season--those weeks when it's just a wee bit too early to start training for real, but close enough to spend large parts of my day just thinking about how great it's going to be. You know,...
What, Me Worry?
I got inordinately excited the other day, when I saw a McDonald's fillet-o-fish commercial. "Oh boy!" I said to Hubby, "Lent must be coming!" (I don't know about you, but my mom would bring home sacks of fillet-o-fish on Fridays; it was a small thing, but it cemented...
Sending out a pebble of happiness.
Does winter finally get to everyone? It seems funny to say, since we've been having the mildest winter in, well, forever. No ice on the road, no snow emergencies, no days off school, no worrying that you're going to get frostbite waiting for the bus... so why am I...
Mission Impossible.
This is exactly how I get into trouble. Last night, right when I thought that I really, no, really needed to go to bed right now (!) I decided to take a quick, clicky stroll through the interwebs... because that always leads straight to bed, right? I ended up on Joel...
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