Back to the gym
2011 may be 10 days old, but I finally returned to the gym. And for the first time, I was in the gym rat position, trying to welcome all the unfamiliar faces as new members of the tribe and not …
Toss and Turn Tango
Sing it with me kids! You know the tune! Toss and turn and…do it again… Think and fret and…do it again… Toss and turn and…do it again… Toss and turn and think and fret…cha cha cha!!! {big dip with a …
It’s Monday, 2011
You know how sometimes you want to write something and you can’t and everything logjams and you just sit and stare at the blank screen with the taste of hot coffee on your tongue and you want to get up …
Strengthening my resolve
Welcome to the last day of 2010, that fickle bitch. I had a cutesy post last year about the horror of 2009 and how 2010 had to be better. It was followed the next day by another cutesy post about …
Merry Christmas
I could say more than that, or wax rhapsodic about family and the holidays and how much I love it all…but I have boys to love on and dinner to prep and Christmas Nachos to put in the oven for …
But I’m not dead yet!
When I decided to take a little technology break, I figured 7-10 days. I made almost four with Facebook, still haven’t returned to the cacophony that is Twitter, and just la-la-la’d through the fact that, oh yeah, I have a …
Dark
Going dark for a few days. Or more. Just enough to remember what it’s like to NOT be attached to a computer 24/7. I shall return. Eventually.
End of NaBloPoMo
I made it. Thirty posts in 30 days. This year, unlike the last two, was considerably more difficult. I can only assume it’s because this month was batten-down-the-hatches-crazy. There’s a lot going on behind the scenes here, and trying to …
Blessed quiet
Well, my week of culinary debauchery has come to an end. A week of food has no calories right now and there are two other adults here to help corral the boys and my husband is relaxed for the first …
The most dangerous site on the interwebz
I have found it. The Most Dangerous Site On The Interwebz. If you own a home, or have house lust, or know the programming schedule for HGTV, consider yourself warned. I cannot be held responsible for tears and/or drool ruining …