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Monthly Archives: April 2003

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I was concerned last night when I could not find the cat. I called and called. I made kiss kiss sounds. I opened the cupboard where we keep the num-nums’ er, cat treats. Everything. Tilly was nowhere to be found. Later, Esteban called from his whirlwind tour of the West Coast. He’s in Vegas right […]

Introspective and it feels so good

Suddenly, our climate has gone from ice storm to a perfect 72 degrees. You’ve just got to love Wisconsin some days. Just got to love it. Last night, I slept in a sea of high-grade cotton, my thin summer camisole and boxers, soft as the flower petals the color was named for, a carnation in […]

The one where my brain breaks

Esteban departed for his tour of the West Coast this morning. Of course, he timed his departure to coincide with the arrival of my Netflixed copy of 13 Ghosts. Now, I know that this is probably a lameassed horror movie and I know that I am in fact 31.89 years old and theorhetically should not […]

Don’t tell mom the babysitter is Auntie Weet

I’m a 24-hour Mommy today. First order of business: buy provisions. The plan was that I would sleep at Mo’s house so that Abby could sleep in her own bed, but Mo traditionally has a very Spartan refrigerator. Auntie Weety was going to fix that in short order. Abby and I went to the grocery […]

It runs in the family

I am a mean horrible person some days. No, not in the snarky way that I often write about, not in the ways I insist I am going to hell. No. I am ashamed. I made someone I love very much cry this weekend. Sometimes it is not so much what you say but what […]

And the pineapple fluff crowed three times

Dear God. I suspect that I have eaten my weight in pineapple fluff salad today. Seriously. I am so going explode or glurt out a big frothy stream of pale yellow horror at any moment. I haven’t yet decided which. Someone needs to tell my mother-in-law that when the angel rolled back the stone and […]

Care and Feeding of the Heterosexual Boy Crush

I went to the dermatologist yesterday to have my Red Fucking Face Disease checked out. All is well. He said that the three little seemingly-permanent white spots on my face were little milli-something and that he could take care of them. He then proceeded to attack my face with what I suspect was a sewing […]

I can see you, your pale skin glowing in the dark

Yesterday, Esteban finally did our taxes. I used to do them, but a few years ago, we started using a tax software program which was alluring for Esteban because it involved computers and software and opportunities for advancing further up the Silverback Geek ladder and therefore I gladly handed the fiscal reins to him. He […]

Nineteen Niceties

Sometimes when you’re sitting amidst crazy confusion and stress and your phone at your desk just doesn’t stop ringing and you’ve got so many meetings on top of meetings that it’s simply impossible for you to breathe in between, sometimes, just sometimes, your brain rescues you and says “hey, look at this delightful thing”. I […]

Take it to the mattresses

I’m only updating because my favorite utensil (shut up, it’s a term of endearment. Really!) made me write this down: Every spring when it’s Daylight Saving Day, I get a glimpse of the plight of the black man. Like, there’s these old dead white men who decided things were going to be a certain way […]

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