Wedding Weekend Roundup
We’re at another wedding this weekend with little time to write/edit (fingers crossed for sunshine around 3:00 p.m. for Pete & Kate), so may I please direct your attention to these:
We’re at another wedding this weekend with little time to write/edit (fingers crossed for sunshine around 3:00 p.m. for Pete & Kate), so may I please direct your attention to these:
I iron quarterly. Beginning of school. Christmas. Spring. End of School. Last week I hauled down the ironing that had been waiting since June. I ironed dress shirts for David, some pillow cases, tablecloths, napkins and tea towels. Oh yes, I DO iron tea towels. I’m not anal enough to iron sheets, underwear or jeans,…
I have a tendency to get distracted. Like today, when I was making very healthful (HAH!) nachos for my lunch. I walked away from the oven when I was broiling. This is a mistake. ‘Cause THIS is what happened. Nothing like a little oven fire to get the angina started. I once melted the bottom…
We went grocery shopping today at the No Frills and it was an ADVENTURE. I bribed Rissa to come by saying that she could pick out a treat. First off, we had the turquoise shopping trolley on account of the fact that we walked. Rissa was adamant that she pull it along “I…” she paused…
Meeeeh… Yesterday morning… David had been looking forward to sleeping in. 15 more minutes of it. He wasn’t carpooling because of an after-school literacy meeting. He set the alarm in anticipatory joy – there may have been some contented chortling and ‘nom, nom, nom’ noises as he snuggled into the bed. Then, the cats fucked…
TI-I-I-IME’S NOT ON MY SIDE… NO IT AIN’T… What with two house showings this weekend and an all-day Peter Pan rehearsal Sunday – editing time is nigh on non-existent. So here are some links to previous posts: Salsa Counts as a Vegetable right?, Underwear Addict, 23 Days Later and The Fabulous Lesbian Muffcrats and for…
www.ebaumsworld.com Or raccoons. It could be raccoons. Whatever’s up there sounds bigger than squirrels. And I think they brought tools. Or maybe they’re just taking chunks of the old brick chimney and using them as tools to dismantle the boards that we placed over the eaves the last time the raccoons decided to take up…