I hate shopping. I’m not exaggerating when I say I would rather scrub both of my toilets and fish Legos out from under my fridge, along with accompanying dustbunnies, than shop for clothing, shoes, purses, gifts, or anything. The only exceptions are Borders and Staples. For books, notebooks and pens, I will shop. A second [...]
Archive | April, 2009
Letters to the Idols: Disco Week
Disco week? :gaah: Dear Lil Rounds: (“I’m Every Woman†by Chaka Khan) I didn’t like that at all. I thought it was blah and bland and…not good. Just slightly better than average karaoke, and you’re already topping my list of who I want to see go home. Mr S says: 5.5 Dear Kris Allen: (“She [...]
On the run
Waiting for the husband to call so we can go out for breakfast. (He had to fast to have his cholesterol checked.) That’s the good news. The bad news—he’s decided to blow off the rest of the day which means he will be under my feet for the duration, so to speak. It seems like [...]
But why is my weekend gone?
I’m stuck blogging from the wee baby Asus as my sister has absconded with my desktop. She’s on vacation this week, and they have dial-up at home. So here she is which, of course, led to the Short Kid playing hookey. As long as they get straight A’s, I’m a fan of mental health days. [...]
Stuck at my desk
After all of yesterday’s talk about mud season, guess where my husband is? That’s right. Out riding my ATV with some friends. (On private land not subject to mud season closure.) Rather than dwell too much on how I’d like to whack him upside the head with his own helmet, I’m trying to get some [...]
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