Face Palm
It’s not just me, right? |
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The counter above the dishwasher is NOT the dishwasher!
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It’s not just me, right? |
Other works in this series include:
The counter above the dishwasher is NOT the dishwasher!
and
The last time I went to Sky Zone Trampoline Park – for Rissa’s 11th birthday – I was unprepared. Even though I had ’emptied’ my bladder twice before stepping onto the trampoline, my baby-stretched urethra gave up on the first bounce. (Not to say that I gave birth through my urethra – childbirth doesn’t work…
It’s spring. Honest-to-God, grass-greening-up spring. Warmer air, buds on the trees and… cats. The cats are outside once more. Lazing on sidewalks in sunbeams, trotting up to you when you “puss-puss-pussssss…”, rolling around on their backs, begging for a tummy rub. There I am, walking back from the bank – I’d already had my cat…
You know Something’s Gotta Give? The movie with Diane Keaton and Jack Nicholson? We recently watched it with Rissa. Rissa loves a good romantic comedy. “EEEEEEEEWWWWW! He’s soooooooo old. How can he be dating her?” Early in the film, Jack Nicholson is dating Amanda Peet – who is less than 1/2 his age and plays…
Driiiiiiiiip. Driiiiiiiiip. Driiiiiiiiip. Fuck. Nope. No, I am not going to look. I don’t need to look, because that problem has been solved. The leaky roof above of our kitchen ceiling has been fixed. IT. HAS. BEEN. FIXED. Driiiiiiiiip. Driiiiiiiiip. Driiiiiiiiip. For the love of… I square my shoulders and stand up. I walk over…
We thought we’d experienced ‘wet dog.’ We’d had a partial autumn with our new furry family member. But really? Present April showers make last November’s cold rain seem like puppy play. The wet dog stench, the splattered walls when you don’t get to him before he shakes, the muddy footprints… My grumbling mantra: “I will…
Why, oh why don’t we listen to our bodies? When they’re full, I mean. Of food. I either need to throw up or ingest vast quantities of TUMS. I am smarter than this. This chipmunk is me. The peanut is the last chocolate-covered pretzel. I made a bad choice. I should just know better. Yesterday…