So this showed up on Facebook today. thanks, J.H.Heimdal's Facebook pageAnd of course my IMMEDIATE reaction was to consider the value of a Viking Squirrel Horde, preferably in full Berserker mode, to send into the crawlspace under my house. To attack and kill the Snakipeder(s) under there. Because I planted a container vegetable garden on… Continue reading Snakipeder Defense League: ACTIVATE!
When Snow White Gets Old (and Crotchety…and probably demented)
Townhome TwitsEpisode 2: The Demented Disney PrincessThis post is fairly rambly, but in my defense I did amuse the hell out of myself by creating a new creature word. You're welcome, and I'm not one bit sorry. Kitty corner from our house there lives an early-retired woman who's last (patient) son moved out to California… Continue reading When Snow White Gets Old (and Crotchety…and probably demented)
Xena Warrior Princess Trampled Tuesday
You guys, today I found THIS * and all Townhome Tales were totally diverted by AWESOME.Let's just take a moment, shall we, and contemplate the utter fabulousness that would be if Xena, Gabrielle, Joxer, and of course Argo all came back to TV. Sigh. *(Should you not feel like randomly clicking Huffington Post links, Lucy Lawless has hinted at the… Continue reading Xena Warrior Princess Trampled Tuesday
Ole!
(Disclaimer: I wrote this yesterday before we actually came home, and couldn't get good enough interwebz to post it...more to come!). We're heading home tomorrow morning after a week of this:to ishy 60 degree rain. Ah well, vacation was relaxing. And as usual there are fabulous and "really? What the fuck?" moments, such as: Met… Continue reading Ole!
Inappropriate Vacation Picture!
Due to some strange and fun mixup, Husband and I went back to our room* after dinner in our fancypants Mexican resort and discovered this. Husband and I will be married 10 years this Halloween. While it's all romantic and shit to say "aww honey, it feels like we're newlyweds" we all know that's not true… Continue reading Inappropriate Vacation Picture!
Merida, she is NOT (a teaser-trailer for the Demented Disney Princess post)
This is not a real post. I'm going to sunny gorgeous Cancun tomorrow for a week with the recovering husband (dude, after the horrible fall/winter we had, it's time for a fricken cocktail on the beach!). Depending on his vice-grip on the iPad, I may or may not have an opportunity to post rude pictures… Continue reading Merida, she is NOT (a teaser-trailer for the Demented Disney Princess post)
Jeepers, Creeper…you’re a sneaky peeper!
This began as a single (snarky) post about neighborliness, and the extreme lack of it, in my living situation. Then, while filling in the details about my crazy CIA neighbor, the suspected brothel and the demented Disney princess I realized I have WAY too much for a single post. Therefore, let me introduce a new unofficial-but-true… Continue reading Jeepers, Creeper…you’re a sneaky peeper!
WOOHOO!!!
This isn't a post. This is a goddamn celebration. Allie Brosh is back!!! http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.comGo forth and read her new posts immediately. They're funny, and awkward, and in my opinion utterly spot-on when it comes to dealing with deep depression. I'm so ridiculously happy she's back! I'll have a post tomorrow. Promise.
I’m Too Lewd for Google…Mwahahahaha
I was toying with the idea of putting a couple of ads on my blog, and so I looked into the Google AdSense stuff (since it's affiliated with Blogger and so is likely the easiest foray into the great unknown). Alas, it's not meant to be. According to the email I got from the AdSense… Continue reading I’m Too Lewd for Google…Mwahahahaha
Carpet Pooping…and Other Canine Adventures
As I'm sure you're aware (since for some reason my uterus post is the #1 read post on my blog, according to the internet gremlins who decided to count random pings from Eastern Europe as "read") I have no human babies. I have fabulous nieces and nephews whom I adore spoiling.And two excessively large canines… Continue reading Carpet Pooping…and Other Canine Adventures
No Pithy Phrase 