I come from a long line of teetotalers. One hundred percent, never-touched-their-lips-to-any-sort-of-alcohol, abstainers from the drink. On both sides of the family tree. In keeping with family tradition, I, too, choose not to drink liquor. I’ve smelled beer, though, and … Continue reading
Children are like gardens, and in this analogy, I am totally unfit. Which is why I will never be a parent–because evidently, when one is responsible for more beyond one’s own self, one cannot frolic about the continent for months … Continue reading
I have a lot of posts I need to write, but I don’t have the mental energy to do any of them justice right now. See, I’m getting ready to drive back to Canada, which–anxious though I am to reunite … Continue reading
A phone conversation between Poor Kyle and me a few weeks ago went something like this: PK: So what did you do down in AZ today, while I was up here in Canada being responsible and tending your garden? Me: … Continue reading
I bought an amazing bedroom set on Craigslist yesterday and will post pictures soon. But it came with an extra Queen sized mattress and box spring for which I have absolutely no need. We have two spare bedrooms at our … Continue reading
Trying to communicate with a 2 year-old is like trying get a kamikaze insect out of your ear by slamming your fist into your skull as hard as you possibly can–both are fruitless, and cause nothing but headaches. A few … Continue reading
I’ve learned a lot in my life. I’ve learned that if I wash my jeans and then stick them in the dryer, I will regret it the next time I go to put them on. They will shrink just enough … Continue reading