Tag: crazy

it’s a little bit blue

I’ve just finished back-to-work week three, and my mornings seemed to be getting smoother. Until yesterday.. When I ran out of soy milk, and I couldn’t make a breakfast smoothie so I decided to stop at McDonald’s on my way to work for an oatmeal. As I drove into McD’s parking lot I saw a

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I’m not Punchy

Ever since I was bit by the cujo-pekingese, I run with pepper spray. Hopefully I will never have to spray a dog (or coyote), but if it comes down to a choice between my ass and Cujo; sorry PETA. I choose my ass. Dog bites hurt, and the effects of the bite last longer than

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Am I Happy? Sad? I Am Definitely Speechless.

“Hubs, where did you throw the grease from the Fry Daddy?” Sounds like an unusual question, right? Well, not really. Not in my house. And not when my husband walks into the kitchen, from the garage, holding an empty fryer, and announces he decided to throw away the used grease. I threw it in the

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My Head Needs 3 Scales

For the past few years, I haven’t had many chances to have lunch with my middle son Alex, because there was a massive ocean between us. But now, for a little while at least, my son is home. So today I had the mid-day pleasure of his company. During our lunch, Alex unknowingly said the

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My Jam is The Carpenters & My Hubs Gets That!

February 22nd, is National Margarita Day, George Washington’s Birthday and the anniversary of Us. Since I misplaced my husband’s anniversary card, and he didn’t want a sympathy or get-well-soon card in it’s stead (all I could find in my drawer), I decided to blog about why I think we work… My husband is perfect for

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Who, Whom & Bat Shit Moms

My kids think I drive them “bat shit.” When my (now) twenty-one year old son, Alex, joined the Navy against my wishes and fresh out of highschool, he refused to tell me any details, including the length of his enlistment; which made for very awkward conversations with other people. “How long did Alex enlist?” I

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