We crossed a lot of borderlines in the past two weeks. I flew from the good ol’ Commonwealth of Pennsylvania all the way across the country to Seattle, WA. Then there was a Budget Truck, which I personally drove from Ellensburg, WA to Las Vegas, NV. We passed through…
Oh yeah, I went there. I’m “dazed” by school. Hah hah. Clever, witty, cliché, boring, idiotic… Spare me – its nearly 11pm, today was killer at work, I’ve been up since six, and I wrote about 3000 words today (Camp NaNo for the win!). …
Happy Birthday, America! (No, I will NOT type ‘Murica as so many have been doing lately. I find it offensive and lazy and damn it – I just won’t do it! Not even ironically). There have been a lot of postings amongst my Facebook friends revolving around the Declaration…
Everyone has an Uncle Bob, right? That’s the trope. Good ol’ Uncle Bob. I have two. Well, technically, I only ever had one, but I don’t really know him. He’s on my father’s side of the family and their a lot less close than the folk…
Meet Venna Albert. She is just about six months old. She has been spayed, she is about 95% house-trained, she usually sits on command, and she is a whiny teenaged puppy going through her rebellious stage. Oh yeah. She hit imaginary puberty and she hit it…
Today is Memorial Day (observed) here in the good ol’ US of A. I come from a family full of military service. My husband was in the army, until he blew out his knees – oops. My father was in the Navy and served during Viet Nam. Two of…
I have been thinking a lot about Daddy these past couple of days, as is customary around the anniversary of his birth and his death, and about how much I miss him. How much I wish he were here to meet his precious little grandson, Malakai, and both of…
Zum Geburtstag, Nubby/Sweet Tangerine/Ushi/Josie! Happy Birthday, indeed. Today, in about 3 hours and 21 minutes, PST, I turn 33. Thirty-three years old. Whoa. Where has time gone? We haven’t got big, exciting plans. I think Mark’s lovely mother, Linda, is going to puppy-sit…
I have turned into a little old lady. I used to have LOVE driving, back home in Washington. Not only did I love the winding back roads, the open highways, the twisty hills and mountain passes, but I didn’t even mind the traffic. Many a day…
Ever had a lazy brain day? One of those days where you’ve got a million things to do, to think about, to plan, to clean, to consider… and yet all you want to do it curl up in a corner and sleep? Not out of depression – but just…