A friend sent me a gift card to a swanky restaurant known for steak, so in honor of MYH’s being borned, we went and ate us some big ol’ meaty meat last night: sea scallops wrapped in bacon with mango chutney, cabernet, Caesar salad, then I had the Filet Oskar and MYH had the full [...]
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I really hate overhead fluorescent lights that flicker and pop before coming on and do you know why? Because they make me feel like I’m in that house in Poltergeist and the lights flicker and meat crawls across the counter and that tiny woman is there chanting “All are welcome, all welcome” and Craig T. Nelson [...]
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Okay - what happened was this:
Because we had our wedding in the San Juan Islands, back in our beloved Pacific NW, we had neither the time off from work nor the funds for a honeymoon immediately following our glorious nuptials last summer. I know. Some of you may be shaking your heads, wondering what in [...]
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I know it was Easter yesterday, and I didn’t even take the time to hurl potshots at the Resurrection. What has become of me. Well….
1. Moving. As mentioned before. And because of the way the pooper dropped the poop, we have exactly ONE day in which to be out of our place and into our [...]
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Was I really just at dinner with my in-laws from Wisconsin talking about MY BANGS???
I blame it on the bossanova (or margaritas, as they call it here in SD).
Okay. Let it go. Move on with my life. I just have to forget there was a time when I….wanted things for myself, when I believed that [...]
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‘Tis evening in traffic-blighted SoCal, and here I sit, sipping Yogi tea (tastes like peppery ass) at the keyboard, contemplating the “in sickness” part of that whole hitched-up dealio. Passed on the upper respiratory scourge to MYH. Poor kid. Now he has to sip ass tea, too. He’s currently in bed, enjoying the soft, furry [...]
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I’m taking MYH’s car in to the dealer to get serviced (Oh, the sweet irony - wait, what? Nevermind.), and if’n they try to get cute with me, you know what? I’m a COUGH ALL OVER THE MUHFUCKERS.
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My Young Husband and I had another one of those exchanges the other night, one of those times when I realized yet again that I somehow lucked into meeting a man for whom my weird quirks are mostly amusing, sometimes irritating, but always all right with him on some level, even if he occasionally wants [...]
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