On the left side of the sanity bell curve
I’m writing this today but I’m going to post this tomorrow so you jump in your time machine and figure all that out. The reason the time matters to me is that I know tomorrow I’ll be OK. Tomorrow I hope I’m OK. When this posts, I’ll know. Probably. Yesterday–today–was a rough fucking day. Cara… Continue reading “Sometimes Mommy Gets Sad” Talk
Every so often, I end up with a bunch of videos I think are badass and all I want to do is SHARE THEM with you. And share them I shall! [Mom, I wrote about Cara yesterday. You can find that HERE.] I have a whole feed for just this sort of thing. It’s the… Continue reading The Videos That Matter To Me Today
I have a video all ready for me to edit down of Cara reading a Little Bear Beginning Reader book that we’ve had for a coon’s age that I’ve been reading to her since she was about three. She’s now five. We’ve gotten my money’s worth out of that book. I’ve watched the video a… Continue reading Cara’s Memory SO Trumps Mine and I’m Screwed In a Couple of Years
I tried to grow things when we were in the apartment and I managed to grow an impressive cache of purple basil I bought at Target on a whim. I have no clue as to what variety it was but it looked like these Dark Purple Opal Basil plants. That stuff grew like crazy and… Continue reading Gardening Obsession
Since I blamed Sophie the Pitbull for giving us kennel cough and then drugged her up on hydrocodone and generally maligned her, I figured I would post a video of Sophie being a very good dog. I mean, it’s not like she uses the computer anymore but at least this makes me feel better.
When I wrote about my eye trying die, I never expected I would still be experiencing crud. But it’s a different crud and everyone in the house is affected. Including Sophie. I’ve decided to blame Tucker for getting Sophie sick. There’s no scientific merit to said blame but it’s fun. So anyway, Sophie started coughing… Continue reading Maybe Sophie Gave Us All Kennel Cough?
It’s not as yummy as bacon but it’s damn close.
“Throat is on fire. Kits sexting better thug.” IS NOT the same as, “Throat is on fire. Kids seem better though.” Damn you, Swype! Dumb phone.
Today is my birthday. I am not a fan of birthdays if they happen to belong to me and it looks like this particular birthday will be one of my least favorite. Not only am I 30 today but my right eye feels like someone stuck tiny little needles under my eyelid. It started a… Continue reading And Today I Am 30
I’ve made this a tradition on Taste Like Crazy. I’ve done it every year for…several years and if I was the counting type then I’d go back and look. Let’s just leave it at a “tradition” shall we? I write! I don’t count! This past year has been full of ups and downs but aren’t… Continue reading My Favorite Posts on Taste Like Crazy from 2011
Tucker and I have reached an impasse. He thinks old tech is old tech and that our kids aren’t missing anything by having not been exposed to ancient things like tapes, Playstations and printed dictionaries. I hold that it’s a sad day indeed when Cara asks what cassette tapes are and then gazes in awe… Continue reading Do You Embrace New Tech At the Expense of Old?
I’ve been trying to figure out why it’s taken me so long to write a follow-up post to the “Where Do I Go From Here?” post and I’ve come to a couple of conclusions. First and foremost is the fact that I knew I needed to respond to your comments and I just didn’t have… Continue reading Shoving At the Comfort Line
