Let it…sNOw!
Mid-January and Chicago finally got measurable snow. Will get. Is getting. It is coming down out there, is what I’m trying to say. I am not a fan of the white stuff. It’s cold, for starters. It’s wet. And it needs …
Mid-January and Chicago finally got measurable snow. Will get. Is getting. It is coming down out there, is what I’m trying to say. I am not a fan of the white stuff. It’s cold, for starters. It’s wet. And it needs …
And…right now every single person who has ever worked with me in any capacity is laughing until tears run down his/her leg. Jen? <guffaw> Not organized? <hiccup> Seriously? That’s rich, tell me another one! <gasp> I am the very model of …
As I was sitting here, weighing how cold I am and how toasty warm my bed is vs the several things I really need to do before I actually get into my toasty warm bed, I realized something important. Other than …
Welcome to 2012! Step lightly folks, the year is still new and no one has janked it up yet. Well…to my knowledge. One of the few benefits to not having a tv service is that you have little idea what’s …
I really gotta quit writing end of year posts. Actually, I don’t need to write end of year posts; I can just keep reposting what I’ve written in previous years! No, really! I had this little ditty last year: Welcome to …
One of the best things about moving back to Chicago is how close we are to family. We’ve seen my family more times than I can count, have spent more time with Tom’s parents in the last five months than …
It’s beginning to look a lot like…meh. It’s the most wonderful time of the…meh. Jingle meh, jingle meh, meh meh meh meh meh. I gave up on Christmas this year, just couldn’t do it. The only reason the house is …
Have you noticed how life is just one big Pro/Con list? It’s all in how you look at it… Pro: When you own a 45 year old almond colored toilet you can’t tell when it needs to be scrubbed. Con: …
The I DID IT badge for NaBloPoMo was finally released yesterday and I can now confess that I tortured myself for the badge here. Thirty days of thoughtful, quality writing, self-flagellating mental vomit, penning something every night at 10 PM and praying …
Someday I would love to meet the elusive “They.” They of “they say…” They has opinions and isn’t afraid to use them. They gets around. They has no nationality, a true citizen of the world. Oh, dear They, what would …