November 12, 2008
Artwork of the Day
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November 11, 2008
This isn’t in my job description
Generally, working in a day spa is pretty relaxing. There are lovely colors on the walls, a water fountain or two, soothing music, wonderful smells. Coming from the Red Cross, too, I now know what constitutes a true disaster, and what, in the grand scheme of things, is pretty inconsequential. Let’s just say that most things that happen in the spa aren’t on the disaster end of the spectrum.
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November 10, 2008
Crap
You know, it’s really hard to write a snappy blog post when all you’ve done is clean and run errands all weekend.
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November 6, 2008
Student of the Month
Congratulations to my nephew Joey on achieving Student of the Month! You’re a pretty special kid, and it’s way cool that your school knows it! Way to go, Jojobean!
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November 6, 2008
I’m a cookster!
When two people wed, they each bring a wide variety of personal belongings to the marriage. If they get married young, as M and I did (and “young” is relative, I realize, but I considered us young at 24 and 23, respectively), there’s much less to consider than people who get married later, when they’ve built a career, their own homes, etc.
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November 5, 2008
Shoes, bras and sandy diapers
Yesterday was flat-out exhausting, and I think it’s carrying over to today.
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November 3, 2008
Post-Halloween question
What the hell is nougat, anyway? No one has ever been able to answer that succinctly or clearly.
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November 3, 2008
Creatures, caves and cleanin’
M and I decided that although we hadn’t really sat down all weekend, it was worth it. Friday night was trick or treating around the Lou, stopping at Grammy’s before heading home with a still-sniffly Doodlebug to visit the other g’parents. That’s what she was this Halloween: a Doodlebug. Grammy made her a great costume, and I hope to get some images up here before too much time passes. It seems to fly by, doesn’t it?!
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October 31, 2008
A nun, a witch and Peg Bundy…
I just walked by my boss’s office where a meeting was taking place. I’m not kidding you…there sat a nun, a witch and Peg Bundy (from Married With Children, of course).
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October 31, 2008
Specifically, calculate the cost of my sanity
For the love of all that is holy, can someone please explain costing to me?
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