Laughing at Chaos

Happy Memorial Day to you. Hopefully you’re enjoying your day off, having a beer and brat, and basically doing nothing. But today is about remembering our soldiers, especially the fallen. So today I’m going to remember Tim. I went to …

I swear, the next person, doctor, or concerned friend who suggests that I need to better manage my stress is going to get kicked in the freakin’ teeth. I. Am. Trying. I get plenty of rest. I drink lots of …

It was Balloonfest weekend here. Tom went crazy with the camera; I think he took somewhere in the neighborhood of 230 pictures. In two days. He needs to go through and pick the best. He took so many that are …

Anyone have any experience with this? ‘Cause honestly, if I keep yelling at the boys to close the freakin’ screen door, I’m going to be known as “that shrew who lives in the house with the Cubs flag.”

It started off innocently enough in 2004. Three little rhubarb plants. Tom, bless his heart, went out and dug a big rhubarb patch, connected it to the drip line, the whole nine yards. This was a big deal for him, …

I’m not the world’s greatest housekeeper. I figure, if the health department isn’t at the door, threatening to take away the boys, I’m doing ok for this point in life. Basically, I’m a “place for everything and everthing in its …

And she’s having another one? Good grief.

Really… Brit Quits KabbalahShe’s a piece of work, I tell you.

When me prayers were poorly saidWho tucked me in me widdle bedAnd spanked me till me arse was wedMe MudderWho took me from me cozy cotAnd put me on the ice cold potAnd made me pee if I could notMe …

I just spilled beer into my laptop. And my PDA. And my cell phone. It was a Fat Tire. It was my last one. Shit.