On the left side of the sanity bell curve
OK. Fine. I’m depressed. [I got distracted after I wrote that and wandered around the internet before remembering I was supposed to be writing something over here. Oops.] Remember when I wrote that one thing about going off my meds? Well, I did and things were pretty much the way they had been and so… Continue reading I’m Depressed Maybe Possibly Or Not
From my Facebook page this morning: After the millionth surgery on the Keurig, it’s dead to me. Tried to make coffee on the stove in a pan. Fail. Don’t be taken in by the yummy looking coffee; this tastes like dirty water. NaNoWriMo and I have broken up. I’m bummed I’m not going to complete… Continue reading Crappy Coffee and Shooting
Today is the last day of Cara being five. This is the bag Mom bought Cara for her birthday tomorrow. Cara has decided she’s going to use the bag as her backpack. Tomorrow is her party; we’re having it at the local hands-on science center. We’re paying for it but the package includes the cake… Continue reading Happy Last Day of Being Five, Cara!
Today was the first day of NaNoWrimo and I’m pretty sure I done good. I met my writing goal for the day–2k words–and identified a bunch of holes I missed. Like three important characters that didn’t have names and two organizations that also didn’t have names. I fixed the people naming issue but the organizations… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Day One Halloween and the Halloween Wreath
I’ve been sitting on almost 30,000 words of a book for the past year. I know I need to go back in and add some stuff to the beginning and I’m lazy and then have a tendency to edit because I feel I need to reread what I have written so I’m familiar with the… Continue reading NaNoWriMo 2012: Let’s Write and Be Awesome
I make a concerted effort to ensure I warn our kids about changes to a normal routine. If we’re going to have to change the way something goes, I’m going to warn these two about the change so many times they end up rolling their eyes because I’ve warned them so many times. We were going to… Continue reading Obviously She Thought I Was Beating Our Son
Before we moved to Alabama, I had only seen one Black Widow. It was a quick association since she quickly became VERY WELL acquainted with my shoe. In Arkansas, you worry about Brown Recluses. Those fun, fun spiders that slip into your shoes and between your sheets and wait to bite you so they can laugh while… Continue reading I Killed My Fifth Black Widow Spider Yesterday
This has been a very destructive and expensive bit of time. The navigator in my SUV goes all wonky sometimes and decides to run off of battery power instead of its adapter. When it does that, it goes big time dead. The kind of dead where you have to take it out of the SUV… Continue reading When Just About Everything In Our House Fell Apart
Everyone has their way of winding down from the day. Cara and Ollie like to freak the hell out for no reason cause they get punchy when they get tired so they wind down by driving us crazy. Sophie does this weird slurpy, licking thing and it’s just…yeah. Sophie, stop that? I sit on the… Continue reading Ukulele Orchestra Video Made of Awesome
All of Cara’s permission slips are due for her field trip[link] tomorrow so today was Errand Day. The way things work when we get ready to leave the house is I make sure Ollie’s gone to the bathroom, I make sure he’s put his pants back on, I grab my phone, I make sure our bathroom… Continue reading Sophie the Pit Bull Ate a Box of Chicken Juice
A while back I downloaded the demo for Dust: An Elysian Tail. I had heard nothing but good things from Sm1tty about the game and I didn’t have any cash on me and wanted something solid to play around with while I waited for my next check. You know a demo’s doing it right… Continue reading Soul Discussions and Dust: An Elysian Tail
Paperwork from Cara’s School and the Missing Blue Thing I’m assuming the beginning of every school year includes a ridiculous amount of paperwork and forms and “give us money for this” and “give us money for that” and “Please donate because if you don’t everyone will know you hate your children and secretly want to… Continue reading Diary Entry 8.31.12
