Steve and I have different bedtimes. I can't believe I just said that and didn't backspace. It sounds so juvenile. But I really don't know any better way to say it. I go to bed much earlier than he does. I like to read in bed and let my eyelids tell me when it's time... Continue Reading →
traditions
The Street of Dreams last night was a total disappointment. More like a half a block of semi-finished dreams. The street of dreams used to actually be a street full of houses you could "ooh" and "ah" over. This year, it's four houses. FOUR! And none of them had all the rooms finished. And so... Continue Reading →
baby shower
I'm all over the blog world today. It's about how awesome I am at baby shower games. I even had my picture taken by Donna Boucher. Check me out. Donna's kind of a big deal in the blogging world. Over a million hits is a big deal. At the rate I'm going, it will take... Continue Reading →
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
As you know, my car has been running hot. That's the technical term for the problem, I learned this morning at AutoMechanics. I wasn't able to drive it this weekend: I drove Steve's car and we planned on first thing this morning taking it to our trusty mechanic and figuring out what the hell is... Continue Reading →
out of this world
I had a car scare yesterday. OK, I'm always scared of my car; it's a rickety bucket of bolts that leaks oil, makes rattling sounds, and doesn't have air conditioning or power steering. And the manufacturer is now out of business. It doesn't get much better than that. But yesterday my coolant temperature gauge needle... Continue Reading →
eye candy and poison
Soccer is so hot right now. Not the sport, the players:I don't mean to generalize: the other sports give us a lot of players to look at too:Reggie Bushes and Kurt Warners are a rare find in America's beloved sports. If they were in the other football, they'd blend right in. I'm beginning to see... Continue Reading →
what’s the opposite of green thumb?
So you know how I told you I keep trying to be a gardener even though it's obvious I shouldn't? Here's further proof I'm not cut out for it:Awhile ago, I bought some tomato plants. Those tiny little sprouts that come in the black plastic pots. I bought the metal cage to keep them upright.... Continue Reading →
change jar
You know how people say, "a penny for your thoughts?" as if everything in your head they want in their's? Maybe they feel mentally inferior. Or maybe, since a penny is such an insult, it's meant to make you feel inferior: your thoughts aren't worth shit. I knew an old man who told me he... Continue Reading →
excluded
I don't know when it happened. Around the time we got married, I guess. When was it that I stopped being "one of the boys"? I used to get invited along to sports bars and casinos and coerced into chugging contests. Before legal age, I would build bike ramps and play baseball and trade basketball... Continue Reading →
names in a hat is so old-fashioned
I meant to blog sooner, but after Saturday's post, I was so motivated to clean myself up. I just now finished shaving.Today was my annual doctor's visit. It is a bit disturbing how the more you read my blog, the more sordid details you find out about me. But you've come this far, no sense... Continue Reading →
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