When I was a kid, my favorite place to go was dad's school. He would take us there after dinner, when no one was around save a janitor and a haggard-looking secretary. He would shoot hoops with Chad in the gymnasium while Amber and I would jump on stage and pretend we were being watched... Continue Reading →
mom’s visits ends
So my mom was extremely productive while (why do I feel that this should be "whilst"?) she was here. She told me that bath towels were not correct for towel-drying hands. You should use hand towels. I fought this until I had no fight left in me. I know it's not the correct use for... Continue Reading →
tight pants
Do you ever have a day when all day you dream of getting home from work if for no other reason than unbuttoning your pants? Because I do. I've been in these pants for 13 hours now and I'm surprised I haven't lapsed into cardiac arrest. These pants are t-ight! No, they're not some teeny... Continue Reading →
Hate the word, "foodie," but feel it’s the only fitting title
Confession: I love food. I love about ten different items. I could easily limit my menu to only these for the rest of my life and die happy. OK, not happy: elated. Here's what I can't live without and dream of each day at noon when I'm eating my terribly bland and cold salad: If... Continue Reading →
the Midwest or bust
On Thursday evening my mom flies into Omaha. She's coming to see our new home and my sister's new apartment. I feel the urge to clean up and organize and impress her, the way I always felt on December 23rd before our family's Christmas Eve party. Mom would bake and make candies while I scrubbed... Continue Reading →
taboo
Aren't these the cutest kids you've ever seen? I certainly think so. Of course, I might be a bit biased. The one on the left has my features. It's not something people seem to want me to talk about, best it be swept under the rug. But that's not my style. She is my daughter.... Continue Reading →
the off hours
I found this picture and it describes me. Everything about this is me at my core - without the influences of other people or social norms or worries of money, this is who I am. I'm not always a bitch, I'm not always a workaholic. I'm not always entertaining someone (however subtle or obvious my... Continue Reading →
Halloween on a budget
This Halloween was the first time I've been able to hand out candy. Truthfully, I trick-or-treated much older than most kids do, and one of my final years, I was wishing I had stayed home to hand out candy. Until, of course, I got four pounds of candy for myself and that thought quickly vanished.... Continue Reading →
contentment and carbs (one and the same)
What is it about the Olive Garden that I always run into someone I know? Tonight it was our realtor, apparently she moonlights there. I remember those days as if it was yesterday: running drinks and refilling endless soup, salad, and bread sticks. Although I don't miss that place with it's force-feeding of wine, I... Continue Reading →
Provocative Lego woman
If a picture is worth a thousand words, let this picture speak in lieu of me: I was searching Google images for a picture of something I used to make with Legos for a story, but I ran across this instead. Further proof that no matter what you type into Google images, some sort of... Continue Reading →
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