couch surfing

I'm feeling pretty technologically advanced blogging from my couch. I've always been at the desktop until now, so I can no longer say, "this is where the magic happens," about our office. Steve calls it an office, I call it a den. Apparently that is confusing. I guess dens are more like rec rooms, but... Continue Reading →

dream with me

I dreamt (is that a word? dreamed?) that I babysat and afterward my mom told me I got ripped off. And not just for that instance, but every time I had babysat for the family in the past, too. I started doing the math in my head and realized that they had only paid me... Continue Reading →

bloodwork, HIPAA, baby fever

I was at the doctor today for my yearly appointment. The nurse seemed to think I needed bloodwork done. I love how they call it "bloodwork," by the way. I think that's great. We should add "work" (or "job") to the end of all that we hate to describe just how horrible it really is.... Continue Reading →

anti pink slips

These are the jobs I've had. These are the jobs I've had that have their own logos, I should say, as I'm afraid there have been a few more. Amazingly, with all the jobs I've had, I have never been fired. There was, however, one time where technically perhaps I was fired, but I consider... Continue Reading →

greenthumb

I started my garden today. I've been waiting for this day for years now. When I was a kid and mom would punish us by making us weed, I was the only one who didn't think it was a punishment. Embarrassing maybe, that I was on my hands and knees with a midget rake while... Continue Reading →

7 years in 4 paragraphs

When I was 19, I saw this guy sitting at our group's table at Buffalo Wild Wings and I thought his crooked smile was so cute. I've always been a sucker for unconventional beauty. Rumor has it, I loudly said to him, "I like your smile." (I say rumor has it because I am embarrassed... Continue Reading →

almost became the next Rachel Ray

Back when I was much younger and we were all blissfully unaware of how undomestic I would turn out to be, mom forced me to join 4-H. I had no interest at all, because I went to the Puyallup fair every year and saw the girls holding their pigs and pining for those stupid blue... Continue Reading →

personas to find a personality

While scanning radio channels today, I heard "In Da Club" by 50 cent. It's amazing how one song can remind you of complete periods of your life that you otherwise would have forgotten; they recreate sights, sounds, smells, emotions. This song was very popular the summer of 2004 when I spent too much time drinking... Continue Reading →

The sheltered life

A dozen things I've never done that most people have:1. Mowed the lawn2. Been to a college world series game (and I live in Omaha - it's a shame, really)3. Been to Disneyland/world4. Left North America (I would say America, but there was that one night when Naomi and I drove to Vancouver B.C. for... Continue Reading →

Cleanliness is next to godliness

We walked through our new house last night, and the sellers had left it absolutely filthy. I'm talking they didn't even wipe down the toilets or empty out their crap in the unfinished portion of our basement. I cringed at the kitchen sink, and mentally prepared myself for a day of yellow rubber gloves and... Continue Reading →

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