Reimagining Chaos
So. I’m back. Miss me? Has anything happened since the beginning of November? Is the world still spinning? Anything different? I am. Different, I mean. Kinda. Sorta. More or less. I’m not the same person I was back then. Pfft, …
Just for me
The end of the world as we know it
With the exception of a quick one-off post last week about my beloved Cubs finally winning the World Series (something I had to do, as I’d made over 30 references to them and their losing streak over the last decade), …
Flashback Friday: I Want to Hug My Poor Self
Being as organized and Type-A as I am, you’d think that my files would be perfect and easy to access. You’d only be half right. I can get to any paper files or anything in Evernote in 30 seconds flat. …
Midsummer musings
Mid-July and my god I just love summer. It’s hot and humid and sunny and I’m not buried in snow or layers or midwinter gloom. There have not been socks on my feet in weeks. I have hope and happiness …
The Big Two-Oh
It’s kinda cool when you find someone you can be weird with. It’s kinda awesome when you get to marry that person. And it’s really a freaking miracle when you look up one summer’s day and realize you’ve been weird …
A dose of Vitamin Get The F*ck Outside
I’ve been doing a lot of gardening lately. Last year we spent the spring and summer just watching to see what would pop out of the ground. Watched to see where the sun would fall during the day and season, …
No title because no brain
It went a little something like this: “Captain, we’ve had a core breach.” “What? Scotty, explain!” “Levels were high but all within normal limits. Engineering was working to bring them lower when BOOM we were hit. Half my team is down, …
Speak your truth!
Speak your truth, they say. So I will. Because they said so. As the executive function for the entire household, the frontal lobe of the House of Chaos, I am drowning under the mass onslaught of everyday life, dragged …
Dear Life
Dear Rosie, I just love when you come to a dead stop in front of me halfway up (or down) the stairs. I know in your sweet little peabrain mind that love means ensuring I keep my razor sharp reflexes …
Reflections on a decade of blogging
One week ago I hit a milestone anniversary and, true to course, totally overlooked it because 1) I suck at memorable dates unless I’m married to you or pushed you through the lady bits and 2) please see item number …