Someone is very cabin-feverish in this house. Maybe more than one someone, but Minerva is the only one with crazy eyes. So far. This post is just a relatively boring midwinter hunkering update. SK and I were in Florida at Disney World two weeks ago for our honeymoon, and it was hilariously different from the… Continue reading Greetings from FFS Minerva
Category: Minerva
How I Discovered Minerva’s Full Name
Ron (a twin in the horde) made this today and sent it to me. Getting the twins cell phones for their birthday appears to have unintended benefits. Or consequences. Both, really. I present "For Fucks Sake Minerva" aka Minerva, aka FFS Minerva. Um, it's possible I use that phrase too often or don't even realize… Continue reading How I Discovered Minerva’s Full Name
Wildlife Here is Determined to Drive Me Nuts in the best ways
First, let me just say now that I'm moved into the house (on five acres across from a golf course): I did NOT realize how die-hard some folk are about their golf game. As I write this it's a whopping 37 degrees Fahrenheit and alternating between rain and sleet. Yet there are multiple groups of… Continue reading Wildlife Here is Determined to Drive Me Nuts in the best ways
In Case My Nose Disappears Overnight
Today's post has some hunting death and some realities of owning predators as pets that I know not everyone enjoys. If you're squeamish, please feel free to skip this post. fAngus and I have come to an agreement of sorts regarding his serial-killing proclivities, in no small part due to my houseguests being willing to… Continue reading In Case My Nose Disappears Overnight
fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
I present: a series of reasons why I'm not allowed to have nice things, brought to you by a cat who's been incarcerated in my house for the last three years and occasionally reminds me he'll eat my eyeballs first when I die. Destruction, wrapped in fluff. You clearly have too much screen time, and… Continue reading fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
A Friday Morning Drama in 5 Parts
I see you gave up your "healthy eating" bullshit and decided to get Starbucks today. I like the ham on those sandwiches too, you know. ALSO I'M STARVING TO DEATH HERE. HEY I like wrappers! That smells like ham! C'mon Ragnar, I'm dying here! I hate you. <crying softly> nobody loves me. Ragnar won't share… Continue reading A Friday Morning Drama in 5 Parts
Of Puppies, Canine and Human
This post is for you, Ron: as of today you're in the blog. The man I'm seeing (I'm 43...the struggle for appropriate labels might be silly, but "boyfriend" seems oddly not-quite-accurate...and I'm likely overthinking it anyway) has a horde. (Yes, I know you're reading this and you are decidedly a horde. I've been there at… Continue reading Of Puppies, Canine and Human
Today Is World Cancer Day – Get Your Bits Checked
First, I accidentally wrote "bitch" instead of "bits" the first time, so that shows you where my head is at today. I almost left it that way. Second, this week a year ago I was in between the end of my Red Devil chemo treatments and the beginning of Taxol. If you have been around… Continue reading Today Is World Cancer Day – Get Your Bits Checked
Things I Never Thought I’d Say ’til I Had Pets – Part SeventyBillion
I don't have a real post today, so I've compiled a few choice things I've said out loud in the past week or two to various furry fools in my life. That sock isn't yours. Stop eating the innards. Minerva, whenever she can get a sock out of the laundry before I put them away.… Continue reading Things I Never Thought I’d Say ’til I Had Pets – Part SeventyBillion
Spamcation
I'm on vacation. I'm supposed to be in Cocoa Beach, but Covid is an asshole so I'm home instead, working on the Banshee book and ignoring the puppy gleefully chewing on my dirty clothes pile. Sigh. I suppose I should do something about it before Minerva swallows a sock and has yet another cone-venture. Great… Continue reading Spamcation
No Pithy Phrase 