If I had known six years ago what I know now, I probably would have raised Alpacas instead. Nah. Sometimes it’s really good. Yesterday I started off my day scooping squishy green poop into vials. I’m off guacamole until further …
Hurricane Paul has hit Colorado. Yes, a hurricane in a land-locked state. No lightning, thunder, or tornados, just a crapload of snow. Four inches in my backyard and it’s still coming down. It’s worse south of here; we were only …
This is Max. He was my flute teacher in college, but he was so much more than just my teacher. He was my friend, my mentor, the person who believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself. He was …
I am the only one not afflicted with whatever crappy (pun intended) stomach virus is passing through my family. It is not good. Took J to the dr yesterday for it, as he’d been butt squirting for a week. Came …
One of my first weather-related memories of growing up in Chicago was the Blizzard of ’79 (cue ominous music). I was five years old and we lived in an apartment house that had a huuuuuuge tree in the front yard. …
So, if you’ve read this blog before, you may have noticed I’ve changed things a bit. Yay me. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be to switch over to Beta. And a lot more fun. So …
My little ironman is doing well. We started him on the iron drops on Thursday night with high hopes. And he came into my room early Friday morning and promptly threw up. Whether it was a reaction to the iron …
Even the paranoid can have enemies. Even the hypochondriac can get sick. And even the mom who is looked at as being too involved and concerned and worried about her son’s health and well-being can be right. A’s appointment at …
I’ve never been much on staying current with fashion. I make sure what I’m wearing is attractive, that it fits, and that it is comfortable. I tend to live in blue jeans and my Crocs (don’t knock my Crocs, I …
Broncos win, 13-3. Sigh…more damn smack talk about the damn shirt next week.
