Fairwarning… This is not going to be a pretty well put together cookie cutter post. Its mostly ranting. But if you know the struggles of high school reunions or heck, the plain abserdity of high school, you’ll feel me. I just recieved an invitation on facebook to join a large group of people whom I… Continue reading High School Reunions. Whut?
Writing all of the words! But whats this? No blog posts since a few months ago? That is because I have been spending the entierty of November neglecting laundry, dishes, blogging, art and TBR books. Oh and Munch (haha, but not really Munch, because, you know, he is a human child, and even if you… Continue reading My November.
I can’t seem to start this blog correctly. So I am just going to start it. READY SET GO! I have had my ups and downs this summer. I was so fortunate to be able to visit with my wonderful family, attend my grandmother’s memorial in California and also play gypsy for a few weeks, which was… Continue reading Screen Lock then Home Button
Dear Munch, It has been a while since I have written you a letter, and even though I have been taking a hiatus from social media, and my blogging seems to be scarcer than water in a desert (I blame technology for that one), I was struck by quite a miraculous moment today that I… Continue reading The appearance of empathy
When I was young, we had a dog named Chelsea. She was a beautiful white American Eskimo Spitz and was my parents first “baby”. Chelsea lived to be 24 in human years, which, lets face it, was more than any human expected to commit to any pet, even one that is loved. Throughout those years,… Continue reading That Pink Stuff
The Thrill! The rush! The feeling of fighting your way through a large crowed all intent on back stabbing you, thrashing you and coming out to be KING (or Queen) OF THE WASHER. Thats right, I am talking about the laundry mat. Its a dog eat dog world, where you have to stand your ground,… Continue reading Cue Laundrymat
Diapers are life. So is coffee. While living in North Carolina I cloth diapered Munch for a long time. When he became a growing and eating toddler, disposables took over and I didn’t mind. $7.50 For a pack of diapers a week is doable (and then there of course is bulk diaper buying from Sams… Continue reading Starbucks Vs. Diapers: The laughable factor.