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I love driving. Not the commuting kind of driving, where you are going fast, going not so fast, not going at all, and there are a plethora of idiots thinking that they know a way to go faster and what they are late for is more important than what you are late for. Not the…
More balls in the air, inevitably some get dropped. I had been thinking perhaps it was time to shut my very neglected page down, but I had a change of heart and decided perhaps it was time for a re-vamp, a clean up, and an edit. It may take a day, or two, possibly several,…
This morning I dragged my sorry backside out of bed to transport my husband to work, so he didn’t spend his day soggy (because I am lovely that way). A couple of the dogs looked interested in coming along, so I popped them into the truck, too. The rain had dwindled to a mere mist…
We just passed our third annual ‘fricken’ day, which was celebrated with much gusto. So although the day of using ‘fricken’ indiscriminately is past (now it needs to be used selectively, at the individuals discretion), I think in this case it is warranted… There I was, gracelessly contorted on the floor, doing one of my…
We added a cat to the menagerie. The culmination of an almost year long campaign by my youngest daughter for a pet of her own and my fortitude crumbling under the persistence. She had extolled the virtues of the many rodent species that people keep as pets. Researching diet, enclosure sizes, handling procedures, life spans,…
You are ticking along minding your own business; days morph to weeks, weeks to months, month into years, and suddenly you hit a milestone. In the grand scheme of things it is just another day in the life, but it appears to be a magic number. I got my ‘so now you are 50’ welcome…
Oh poor webpage/blog I have forsaken you (temporarily) for the new to me shiny toy, Instagram… I have discovered Instagram recently. At first I was using it to scope for jobs at places I would like to work. I signed up for Instagram and Twitter at the same time. Twitter quickly became annoying, like little…
This morning my hand mixer died. For those of you not knowing the awesomeness that is this particular kitchen appliance, I am sad. The hand mixer, also known as an immersion blender or even hand blender (although those two words together in a literal sense make an unpleasant visual), is a kitchen godsend. Making creamed…
I enjoy driving. The transfer of weight as the vehicle accelerates through a corner. The moment the light turns green and the vehicle surges forward (before the person beside me, because there is a level of internal gloating that I enjoy, especially if it is in the VW van). The feeling of shifting through the gears….
Back, longer ago than I am willing to admit, I gave up on trying to read books of higher learning. I love information. I love understanding the complexities and simplicities of what makes and drives everything. I got to a point, many years ago, that with having chronic sleep deprivation and being the memory bank…