On the left side of the sanity bell curve
Growing up in Arkansas, I’ve been through my fair share of tornado warning and spent my time in my grandma’s storm cellar and in tubs. What happened on Wednesday was unlike anything I’ve ever been through. In fact, it was unlike anything anyone had been through in North Alabama. I don’t know the exact time… Continue reading We’re Evacuees Because of the Alabama Tornadoes
Since I’m heading to L.A. in just over a month for E3, I needed business cards. I still have some minicards floating around from 2007 but they all have b5media on them and since b5 canned all of their staff writers–myself included, I’m not in the mood to give them real estate on my business… Continue reading My Business Cards Don’t Suck!
One of the problems with staying at home with Cara and Ollie is I know how they act but I don’t know how “normal” kids act. And by “normal,” I don’t mean my kids are abnormal–though they are pretty weird which is Tucker’s fault–but I don’t know if some of their interesting quirks are things all… Continue reading Cara’s Pretty Problem
Remember way back when when I wrote about KmartGamer taking three very lucky bloggers to E3 with them and how it would be all paid for and stuff and HOLY FREAKING COW! At least that’s how it was to me in my head–consider yourself lucky you don’t have to be in there all the time. As… Continue reading I’m Going To E3 Cause I’m a Winner
Thanks goodness for Notepad ++. Cause that’s where I’m typing this right now. Though you just assume I typed this into the magical blogging thing and out popped this post thing. Silly reader. Our wireless router has finally given up the ghost and we’ll have a connection for a minute and then no connection. Translation?… Continue reading Ollie. A Bead. The Emergency Room.
THE GOVERNMENT SHUTDOWN. O M JAYSUS. I’m pretty sure I have that out of my system. Probably. It’s all over the news. All over Twitter. All over Skype. All over our house. Well…all up in our conversations cause Tucker’s a contractor and he drills for the Navy and we don’t know if he’ll be going… Continue reading I Mention Blueberry Beer At the End of This
I think I need a writing schedule. Lots of stuff happened this past week with Tucker’s job and maybe a new job and Mom was here this weekend and we had a HUGE storm last night and now it’s 30 degrees colder than it was yesterday but know what? That’s about all I want to… Continue reading A Funk. A Missed Blogiversary. A Collection of Inspiration.
It’s times like these when I wish I could poof Sophie into an eleven year old girl for fifteen minutes so I could thoroughly mortify her with this picture. Instead, I’ll have to settle with giggling at my cleverness and petting the old ass dog. Happy birthday, Sophie. I’m glad you’re not dead.
Sophie is a goat. No, no she’s not. She’s really a pit bull but considering all the stuff she eats–that’s not food–she has to have an ancient goat ancestor. Consider it a part of the fossil record yet undiscovered. There was the time, she was about ten weeks old, when she ate part of a… Continue reading Sophie, The Goat Pit Bull, Ate Two Pounds of Homemade Caramel
I think it was around the time Katy Perry released California Gurls that Cara became obsessed with Perry. I don’t think I knew who sang the song when I first heard it but it had Snoop Dogg so I figured it couldn’t be all bad. My first exposure to Katy Perry was with her “I… Continue reading Battle of the Tarts
Tucker has this knack for telling me stuff right before he heads to drill that doesn’t seem like a big deal at the time but then he’s gone for the whole weekend and I don’t talk to him much during that time cause he’s playing Navy and I have the kids and…yeah. I don’t know… Continue reading Tucker’s Not Going To Japan. Yay!
I read a post a couple of weeks ago that hypothesized the only way someone became successful at blogging was by taking a strong stance on something. This line of thinking has been going on since the end of last year when I was compiling a list of my favorite posts on Taste Like Crazy… Continue reading Get a Strong Opinion
