Except not really. It’s mostly just that I hate Mondays. I’m all scatter-brained (worse than usual) on Mondays. And this Monday is particularly bad since it comes after a long weekend. (Belated happy birthday wishes from me, America.)
Anyhoodle, we had a cookout on Saturday. Of course. We’re not totally godless heathens here, people. This [...]

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My MIL has a miniature Dachsund named Heidi. She is a little on the roly poly side. Heidi, that is. My MIL is not roly or poly. Bill makes fun of Heidi on a regular basis. First, because he’s jealous that the dog has a bigger Christmas stocking than he does. Second, because it irritates [...]

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Or my mid-morning confession. Whatevs. I’m not a very nice person sometimes. Okay, most of the time. FINE. ALL the time. I offer the following as proof:
1. I call my father-in-law Darth Gene. Why? Because his tracheotomy makes him sound like Darth Vader. This makes Bill and me both laugh. Out loud. For several minutes.
2. [...]

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I know, I know. I promised to announce a winner yesterday. The thing is, Bill’s not done with the random picker thingy, and while I could use random.org (or whatever the hell it is), I’m just not feelin’ it. To be really honest, I’m not feelin’ much of anything lately.
The problem is we’ve moved [...]

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Now from that title, you’re expecting some more heavy-duty stuff, right? HA! SUCKAS! No. Saturday was the official opening of the Stepford pool. During this annual event, I got a little nostalgic about Stepford. Wait…can I be nostalgic if we’re still here? Crap. I dunno.
I’m wondering if you guys do this thing when you’re moving [...]

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