Miscellany madness. Memories, kids, hiding from zombies and generally not being a lazy fucker
This post turned out a lot longer than I intended when I started writing. I think this is a strong indicator that I need to post a little more often…
A new look for a new year
Now, if I could just lose 50 pounds, figure out how I’d like my hair done, and work up the courage to use my (very beautiful, very fancy, and very…
Predictions for my upcoming week
Based on the many prior weeks I have living my life, I now feel qualified to predict with a certain degree of accuracy, my upcoming week. It is not so…
Decluttering on Cocaine
Um, really? There are people out there who are searching for information about decluttering while on cocaine and they were directed to The Keswick Blog via their search engines to…
Life Lesson on strategic wishing
Lately, I’ve been doing a some serious thinking about life. Specifically how we (and by we, I mean people in general) get where we are, have what we have and…
Free samples in the mail. Small in size, big in smiles.
Usually when Miss Moon and I walk over to pick up our mail, I am usually disappointed with the array of bills, hearing aid solicitations, MPP newsletters, and mis-directed mail…
How quickly I forget. No really. I actually totally forgot.
It’s only Day 2 of NaBloPoMo and I had already forgotten about it. So comfortable in fact, that I settled into our Saturday routine without a second thought. And then…
So apparently November is some kind of blogging cult ritual month that I guess I’m ready to join. Now pass me that kool-aid
It’s the first day of the eleventh month today. Last night was Halloween and besides the glaring absence of Tootsie pops, it was a good night. My smalls ran like…
Can I claim to be frugal while fat or am I a frugal fraud?
Strange things occupy my mind. I’m the first to admit that it’s a bit of a rat’s nest in there, but this is a new one, even for me. You…
I’ve been hiding from my blog lately but please do not take it personally, this is just my brand of crazy
Sometimes, okay, often times, life gets too LOUD for me. When life feels too loud, I retreat and close ranks. It is when I feel over-exposed, vulnerable, and really, just…