In which I hate — with a passion incandescent — morning, morning people, and everything having to do with either. (Behold my bitchiness unfettered!) Bread invited me to go to bed with him at about ten last night. Since I’m a grown woman and dislike being put to bed like a child, I said I’d […]
In which I learn a valuable lesson about stress and partnership, and a Friday that goes all the way into Saturday morning! After work last night, I went and had that nice cold cocktail. Yum. Then I jumped into the BBT and drove myself home, windows down, NPR on the radio. Friday! The weekend! Yes! […]
In which we celebrate a milestone! Today is our fifth wedding anniversary. BoSe arranged an impromptu barbeque. People came out to the farm. We ate, we butchered 24 lemons in pursuit of the perfect lemondrop martini, we socialized. Eight dogs ran around rolling in dead things and barking and humping each other (two of the […]
In which I seem to be recovering. I feel better today. Seriously! I’ve been awake for a few hours now, in a row. I told work I might even be in later, but we’ll see. And no, I’m not going to get my tonsils hacked out. It takes ten to twenty days to recover from […]
In which I’m incredibly rude. Last night I stayed late after work, moving goblinbox.com to its new server. Bread called and wanted to meet for a drink and then dinner. I said I’d be right there… then I got distracted fucking around with this or that thing. I finally realized what time it was — […]
In which we prepare for Friday’s par-tay. Saturday Bread and I went to town and had McDonald’s for breakfast. I know, I know. Don’t say anything. Then we went to the vet’s and bought Frontline for the animals. Then we bought kibbles for the animals. Hundred and ten bucks right there. (Next time, we’re getting […]
In which we check in with my weekend… and my marriage. The weather was gorgeous Saturday. Bread and I went to town and visited the bank to cash his check (he’s working again!) and then we went grocery shopping. We intended to buy food for the weekend. We spent two hundred dollars. But OMG were […]
How long are mid-life crises supposed to last? Because I think I’m still having one. It started before my birthday last September, my self-styled crisis, and though I’m feeling much better in many ways I’m feeling worse in others. Well, not worse. I don’t feel bad, exactly. I just don’t give a shit about a […]
In which I rock. I’ve rocked myself to sleep for most of my life. It’s a rather violent, whole-body rock, and if I don’t braid my hair it ends up incredibly tangled and snarled and takes twenty minutes to brush out. I’ve always preferred to sleep on mattresses on the floor, in order to avoid […]
In which Bread gets pissed. In both the American and the English sense of the word. Yesterday I was sitting at my desk at 4:59, and happened to see the clock in my taskbar roll to 5:00. My cell phone rang immediately. I ignored it and finished up what I was doing, and got ready […]
