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Hospital Universe

Husband is entering day 12 in the intensive care unit, and I'm futzing around at work this morning until my 1pm conference call is finished so I can go work from his room. A hospital is a really strange alternate universe where time moves strangely and you're in a weird microcosm of "we're all worried together."… Continue reading Hospital Universe

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This is not real. Is it??

BaaRamEwe BitchesSeriously...I'm tempted to buy this and put it in Husband's office as an evil surprise Christmas present (since that'll be the next time he'll be able to get upstairs in our house).

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One moment changes everything

I'll likely be sporadic about blogging the next few weeks. Last week my husband was hit by a truck while on his motorcycle. We are remarkably lucky that he's alive with an intact head, back and spine, but it's going to a long road to recovery. And by "long" I mean a fabulous Christmas present… Continue reading One moment changes everything

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Freedom isn’t free.

This is not a funny post, and honestly, it shouldn't be. I posted a bit of this on facebook the other day, but a momentary rant made me really start thinking about what's going on in today's political climate. This will be my only post on politics in this season (unless, of course, I "misspoke"… Continue reading Freedom isn’t free.

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My Dogs: Too Lazy To Rip Each Other’s Faces Off.

In case you were wondering, Thor wouldn't allow me to put the "Happy Fucking Birthday" hat on him. Apparently he has more pride than Chewy, who allowed it but only with a cranky face. This is not the same cranky face I get when it's time for nail clipping, ear cleaning, or bathing...but it's close.… Continue reading My Dogs: Too Lazy To Rip Each Other’s Faces Off.

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My uterus is expired, because I say so.

This is not one of those "I must justify why I'm not having kids" posts. Mostly, because I don't generally justify my choices to anyone but Husband (because he has to gets to live with me). My impending nephew's estimated arrival is next month already. I make it sound like he's being delivered by a DHL truck or… Continue reading My uterus is expired, because I say so.

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Mini-Donut-Trucks Date Back to the 1600’s

Oh, you didn't know that? Well, neither did I, until the Mini Donut truck parked outside my booth at the MN Renaissance Festival on Saturday. Nope, not kidding: (Pic courtesy of PJ, who posted it on facebook today, because the one I took with my non-renaissance-iphone didn't turn out). What this picture doesn't include is… Continue reading Mini-Donut-Trucks Date Back to the 1600’s

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My loved ones are assholes. Well, some of them, anyway.

So my meetings today were over early and I had a horrid headache, so I went home to work from the couch. Because my company is FUCKING COOL like that.I took a bunch of ibuprofin and thought a hot shower would help kill off the tiny evil gnome attempting to burrow way out of my temple. OF COURSE… Continue reading My loved ones are assholes. Well, some of them, anyway.

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Well. I have nothing for this.

Apparently the people who produce the dictionary are all on acid. Prepare for my English Major rant forthwith (disclaimer: I can't spell "February" without spellchecker help AND I often say "Liberry" instead of library, knowing full well it pisses people off). Sexting, Flexitarian, and Aha Moment ARE NOT WORDS. Who sets the goddamn standards of the… Continue reading Well. I have nothing for this.

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I met The Bloggess! And nearly made a mess in CVS. These are not related.

On my 35th birthday (which was Friday) I met Jenny Lawson. (I also received a beautiful necklace and various forms of most excellent sappiness from my husband, but those are mine and I'm not sharing). I stood in line for the book signing after hearing her read a chapter of her book, Let's Pretend This… Continue reading I met The Bloggess! And nearly made a mess in CVS. These are not related.