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Heather is good for licking

I haven’t even uploaded half of my Moab photos to FLICKR and my right trackpad forearm is about to fall off. I also laughed a great deal at this photo and I keep going back to look at it because… the title, SO TRUE.

bestshirtever from bestreaderever

Last night we watched “The Last Samurai” and although the company I am in insists that he is gay I would totally be all up in Tom’s grill if he were only a COUPLE FEET TALLER. Plus, I doubt that Tom could wire electricity. That’s also a prerequisite for grillage. Jon sent me an email [...]

How to Charm Me

Catch me going 64 mph in a 40 mph zone where there was also CONSTRUCTION going on (fines double in construction zones!), and then when you ask for my proof of insurance and I tell you that, oops, I forgot to put it into the car, waive the $400 fee and possibility of TOWING THE [...]

Married broads in the desert on the run!

I find it highly comical that the author of several pieces on etiquette at The Morning News is going to be spending the next five days with someone who can barely go five minutes without referring to male genitalia in a manner offensive to persons of class. Maggie, I promise I will at least try [...]

Yeah, this week it’s pretty much all about Leta

I know it’s St. Patrick’s Day and she’s not wearing green in this picture, but if you even THINK ABOUT PINCHING HER I WILL SO TOTALLY CUT YOU.

Beware, baby in vicinity

Yesterday I packed up Leta and we headed to get the truck washed. Things were going pretty well until I had to pry my wallet out of her hands to pay for the service. Why was my wallet in her hands, you ask? BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO MAINTAIN WORLD PEACE, THAT’S WHY. I managed [...]

Finally an outfit to go with the hat

Thank you, Chickenflicken. Sorry, Leta, that now you look more like me. Your hair, it will finally make sense 20 years from now, no sooner.

File under: Not for kids, a continuing series in which my family realizes JUST HOW FAR GONE SHE IS

Yesterday was my brother’s 33rd birthday. I had forgotten how old he was and when I asked him about it last night and he told me I honestly couldn’t believe it. 33? He’s just a little baby! I have no grounds to say that, I know, but my husband and everyone I spend time with [...]

Enjoying (oh yeah)

HOTT STUFF COMING THROUGH. Apparently George wore these the last time he stayed over at our house. I don’t remember them — believe me, I TOTALLY WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THEM — but Chuck found them so irresistible that he snuggled up to George’s butt all. night. long. Seriously, who wouldn’t want to?

Little baby Stevie

My friend, Kelly, had her third baby a few weeks ago. I honestly can’t remember Leta ever being this small and it’s only been a year.