My husband sent a dozen roses to my work. Here are a dozen reasons I love my husband: 1. He doesn’t complain if I don’t make the bed one day2. When I tell him I plan to buy clothes, he rationalizes it away by saying, “I buy booze.”3. He is passionate about everything he loves... Continue Reading →
bottle, Leo, baby
I was driving home today listening to my ipod on shuffle, and what are the odds that two songs in a row had the word, "bottle" in them? But you could hardly know it, because Kate Nash says it like "bah-ohl," and Julie Roberts says it like "bawwddle." I found myself pronouncing the word over... Continue Reading →
out with the old, in with the new
Last night, while I was washing the cars and Steve was mowing the lawn, our next door neighbor came and extended his hand across the fence. Nice gesture after two months of playing a game of hide-and-pretend-you-didn't-see-me-just-dash-inside. Our neighbor had a friend with him, who he introduced as Mike, the previous owner of our house.... Continue Reading →
garage sale
Things I’ve got rid of that I wish I still had:A set of books my grandma bought me and inscribed; rollerblades; bike with its attached speedometer; my educational reports I made purely for fun when I was homeschooled; my track sweats (although these were stolen – I refuse to believe I lost them or tossed... Continue Reading →
my spending vice
I have a problem with buying designer jeans on eBay. It's not yet to the point of needing an intervention, but I'm afraid I'm only a few pairs away. Currently, I'm waiting for the auction to get below two minutes so I can swoop in and bid (yes, I'm that buyer) on a great pair... Continue Reading →
Washington weather makes me feel at home
Something there is that doesn't love the rain.Something in everyone, that is, but me, apparently. Every time it rains, without fail, someone gripes about how gloomy and depressing the weather is. Grow a mind of your own. If your happiness is dictated by clouds, perhaps you need to see a shrink. I love the rain.... Continue Reading →
witchy woman
If you don't already, after reading this blog you will think I am an asshole. Either quit reading now, or prepare to have your optimistic presuppositions bashed against a rock. I am no saint. On this morning's commute, rain was flooding the streets in a torrential downpour. My windshield wipers were back-and-forthing with such gusto... Continue Reading →
Forgiveness is giving up all hope of having had a different past
In hypothetical situations, I'm a forgiving person. I would realize people make mistakes, forgive, forget, and move forward. If only we could build our character on hypothetical situations: on scenarios where we can carefully think out the consequences of our actions and choose the best option accordingly. But real life isn't quite so contrived. Reality... Continue Reading →
Love circa 1861
You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since--on the river, on the sails of the ships, on... Continue Reading →
I♥NY
Do you ever wish you lived somewhere else? Anywhere other than Omaha, NE (or, insert your city's name here)? When I was little, my sister and I used to say we wanted to still live in the states, just in different states. She wanted to live in Montana, and I wanted to live in Louisiana.... Continue Reading →
holly pelesky 