I had an emergency wisdom tooth extraction today; this afternoon to be exact. It’s not how I planned to spend my day, but that’s what happened when I saw my dentist for an infection that had been intensifying over the
Mean Girls
I posted this entry on my Crafty blog today, but I thought it appropriate in this forum as well. Sorry for the absence — life has been crazy. ****************************************** There are lots of mean girls, and most of them are
Failure
The last two days, I’ve had to fight an overwhelming sense of failure. The critic part of my brain is telling me “You are doing NOTHING with your vacation. You will have to return to work soon. It will be
Panic Attack, Defined.
The panic attack ended this morning, when John called to tell me he FINALLY (6 days later) had his paycheck, and was on his way to deposit it at the bank. I guess that’s what it was all about —
What To Do on Vacation – Simpsonize!
On the first day of vacation (at home), I decided to Simpsonize the family. The girls and I went to “The Simpsons Movie”, which was a scream, literally. I laughed so hard and so loud that I came home with
Bringing the World to Its Knees
Check this out. Work safe, kid safe (if they can’t read the feed at the bottom!).
Bill Press is an Ass
This morning, Bill Press was ripping on former Senator Al D’Amato’s announcement that he and his new wife were going to have a baby. That sent Bill Press and his crew into a hysterical fit because Senator D’Amato turns 70
Tulips and Tornadoes and Trying
The weather’s been a bit unusual in the last week. When I woke up this morning and took out the dogs, it felt clammy outside. It was 74 degrees in my backyard this afternoon. It felt more like a late
Nano Nano
Heaven help me. I’ve purchased an iPod. I got tired of carrying my few internet radio programs around on a travelstick, looking for a willing computer. Also tired of downloading stuff and hoping I won’t get in trouble at work.
Checking in … with Canadian Geese
I suppose I should have checked in sooner, so you all didn’t think I had been murdered by a husband who hates green and orange stairs. It took John 5 hours to actually GO upstairs, so he could see the