W & 7, impatience, talons

I am of a firm conviction that alphabet letters and numbers under ten should be only one syllable. We teach these sequences to small children; they shouldn’t be too complicated to say in their entirety or pronounce. For this reason, I have a big problem with the letter “W.” Can we call it “dub?” I... Continue Reading →

Not today

Not today.I won't do it. I won't blog. I'm tired (exhausted, really).I haven't showered in two days. I've worked far too much and relaxed far too little.I just need to walk by the computer. Don't sit in that chair.You haven't missed anything on the world wide web today.Don't even look inside the door frame because... Continue Reading →

there-ness

I like nothing more than to be present for the little events in one's life that don't get the recognition they deserve. When people think of events that matter in a person's life, they think of something like a wedding. I would rather be the first phone call (or even text) when they become engaged... Continue Reading →

weekend getaway

My sister came over and decided she wanted to get away tomorrow evening for her long weekend. She bought a book, and we looked for Bed & Breakfasts online. She found one she liked, I think probably because the description said it was the perfect place to curl up with a good book. Here is... Continue Reading →

Sweet September

Ah, September 1st. I awoke to a definite nip in the air and put on my fuzziest sweat pants and a fleece the second I stepped out of the shower. I dreamed last night that it was snowing and roused myself only long enough to snuggle farther down into the covers and allow Tucker in.... Continue Reading →

posers, moochers, besties

The friendship that can cease has never been real-Saint Jerome(whoever the hell that is)I have this theory about friends. In my head, I can hear people scoffing at my use of the word, so let me rephrase. (It is no secret that I am friendless). I will use the term "friends" loosely in this post... Continue Reading →

less is more

My dad used to tell me that the more you have, the more you need to spend as a result. I think this was a convenient catch phrase for him to use around Christmas and birthdays, and somehow always made me feel guilty about asking for things. Now that I buy everything with my own... Continue Reading →

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