Grammy Be Packin’

I’m packing up for a month-long trip y’all.  Yerk. Grammy is not as good at this as she was in olden times.  I used to be all FWAP!   ZANG!   PWAHTING! ClothesFacelotionsEssentialmedicationsTweezersandGummybears and I am OUTTA HERE, BITCHES! True story.  Except I didn’t say ‘bitches’ back then. But now it’s all dweeedledweedoodoodoodaaahhhh…dee internets have dee [...]

HB, MYH!

Today is the birthday of MYH.  Huzzah!  We are so glad he was born. YAY FOR HUSBAND BIRTH!

Grammy Goes to BK

Whoa. There’s been some serious water under numerous bridges since last we met, eh?  Good honk, as my mother says, heavens to mergatroid.  You little muggins, what have you been up to?   And well, I could tell you all that, the long and intermittently sordid tale of my last year and half of grad [...]

Um…Hi…?

Yes.  Still here.  In a way.  In a honey-glazed-rum-soaked-raisin kind of way. How are you?  You look fabulous.  I love what you’ve done with your hair. So….yeah….

TOOC Emergency Addendum

Hell’s bells!  After barking like a rabid dog about it all year, I completely forgot to note: 11.  O-BA-MA!!!  O-BA-MA!!!  So completely ass-lifting, that November 4th.  Spent part of the evening at Texas Democrat HQ, even made a few last-minute get-out-the-vote calls to western states.  HOO-RAH!!!  Truly the opposite-ess of crap that you could get, [...]

Back From The Edge For A Long Goodbye

‘Sup, homes.  We flew back into our regularly scheduled lives this past Friday, only to find that the world had gone to HELL in a farking HANDBASKET while we were away.  And before I regale you with tales of the swim-up bar and the Pacific Ocean crashing against the sand mere metres away from our [...]

Happy Natal Anniversary, MYH!

Today is MYH’s birthday, so of course, I sent him to the store to get our breakfast makings.  God, I would suck at being a ’50s wife.  Always so unprepared in the homemaking department.   And since we are not going to be in this place much longer, I have not really unpacked much except [...]

Explication

What I meant by that comment below about Javier Bardem’s character in No Country For Old Men was: He was similar to Pepe LePew in that he just kept coming.  No matter what happened – if he got shot, or hit by a car, or whatever – he just kept coming on, except instead of [...]

What I’m Doing Right Now

Writing this post.  But in the more general way, I have been hibernating.  I know.  It’s spring and I’m supposed to pounce or whatever, but you know, sometimes a girl just needs to camp out on the couch with a chef salad, a stack of dvds, and a bottle of tempranillo and call it a [...]

See You Friday

I speak to you from the deep dark asscrack of dawn:  flying early sucks a big hump. That is all.