On the left side of the sanity bell curve
I have lots of feels tonight, people so you’re basically going to serve as my best-friend/therapist/sounding board/something. Just listen. Err…read. And if you’re feeling all TL:DR, you can get to the main point by clicking here. This is a rather long, ranty, gif filled post of awesome but I know some of you can’t handle… Continue reading It’s Not OK To Let Your Dog Run Loose and You’re an Asshole If You Do
I’m hot. IT IS 85° IN MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW! Yes, I am sweating. Yes, Sophie the Wonder Pit Bull refuses to remove her geriatric self from the tile floor. Yes, everyone is at everyone else’s throats. It is tons of fun up in here. I’ve been so proud of us for not turning the… Continue reading Heat, Camping, Job, Kids/School, Running and Gifs
Know what’s fun? Being woken up by a dog that sounds like she’s about to puke and then screams as she jumps off the bed. Lots of fun, let me tell you; I didn’t go back to sleep. I ushered the old lady out back (She kept her tail tucked the whole time.) and once… Continue reading Almost Lost Sophie This Morning
Who feels like giving–free–legal advice for a hypothetical situation. Hypothetical because this SO didn’t happen to me today. At. All. MY FRIEND–totally not me–stopped by the gas station outside of Walmart to grab a drink. She parked in front of the kiosk thing and left her kids in the car while she ran a short… Continue reading Lawyer Readers? Free Hypothetical Wreck Advice? Not About Me. Nope.
So yesterday turned out to be more of an adventure than I had planned. Shortly after I posted about Cara getting up at the ass crack of dawn, the nurse at Cara’s school called me. She thought I should come pick up Cara since Cara was “yawning a lot and was shivering.” The nurse said… Continue reading Cara Has Pneumonia
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
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
Part of the “required gear” for kindergarten kids is a sign on their backpacks with their name, who is picking them up, make and color of car and the adult’s phone number. I worked one up in Photoshop and had Tucker print off multiple versions we could change out if she was walking or if… Continue reading The Dog Didn’t Eat Cara’s Homework But She Might As Well Have
Did I mention Cara asked how babies are “created?” Cause that was fun. Since she’s five and stuff. Of course she asked THE QUESTION as we were getting out of the SUV to go grocery shopping. Apparently I asked the exact same thing when I was her age. I guess Tucker’s going to blame me… Continue reading “Sex? Babies are Made By Sex?”
A couple of Mondays ago Ollie absolutely lost it when it was time to leave Cara’s gymnastics class. [Feel free to read about that escapade here. I’ll wait.] The main trigger of his meltdown was me taking the iPad. The iPad he was playing a game on. As a chick who plays a hell of… Continue reading Ollie’s Obsessed with Video Games
If I know I’m not going to have to get out of the car then I’ll take Sophie. She doesn’t get out of the apartment and she goes zero to slug brained as soon as she hears the keys so there’s no denying she loves going, “bye-bye.” The issue starts as soon as I put… Continue reading The Dog Car Window Dance
Yesterday was one of those days that starts out great and goes downhill from there. Cara started gymnastics last week–refer to the video below. Since she missed her first class because of the tornadoes, she had a make-up day yesterday. Cara was super excited and was all jumping around and stuff. Quite honestly, 1300 couldn’t come… Continue reading A Foul Fowl: Roasted Chicken with Lemon Fingerling Potatoes
