Why must you resort to nasty name calling?
Dear Spammers, Assholes, Stupid Head Poopy Pants, Words cannot express how happy I was when Outlook sang that happy ‘ding!’ to let me know that I had new mail. And…
Dear Spammers, Assholes, Stupid Head Poopy Pants, Words cannot express how happy I was when Outlook sang that happy ‘ding!’ to let me know that I had new mail. And…
For the past week or so, I have been setting up a new host for the blog. One that will allow some growth. One that will let us date other…
… tired. It’s a P.A. Day and because of this stupid cold and congestion, I am up before 6:30 a.m. again 🙁 … grateful for all of the ways that…
Ever since the addition of our (proud mother moment: beautiful, clever, and strong) daughter into this, our house of testosterone (save then for me, of course), I have been a…
First, let me say that drugs are stupid. Second, let me advocate for Hugs Not Drugs. and, let me date myself by spewing forth the 80’s battle cry (no, no,…
People, I am making an impact. Don’t believe me? Well, WordPress stats lets you see what search terms people use to find your blog. It is probably meant to help…
I don’t like to brag or anything, but this morning I made our own PLAYDOH. And it was amazing, so by extension, I am amazing. And I made it smell…
I have them. Often. Perhaps too often. It’s beginning to make me think that maybe it is me. Nah. My most recent ‘what the hell is life playing at?’ Here…
We have six very distinct personalities living under our roof. Seven if we count the half-feral cat* who adopted us when we moved into this house, but since her issues…
Deacon, my Deacon is turning six today! And while his desired dinner is no problem, the cupcakes ain’t gonna make themselves so I had better get hopping! Oh, and just…