Tomorrow, as long as I don't test positive for the big "C", I will be having foot reconstruction surgery. Let me just say, that out of all the body parts that I thought I might have reconstructed, around this time in my life, my foot was not one of them. Don't be...
Before you all spit out your coffee, this is not a pornographic post. This is the story of a man who insists that the size of a television matters. That he needs it to be bigger as much as he needs air to breathe. Okay, that might be a bit dramatic, but seriously,...
Yesterday, after four months of online learning while being quarantined with his delightful family, Bryce has moved back to school and is now inhabiting his first apartment. His new home is pretty nice. Granite counters in the kitchen that is fully equipped with...
Friends, I am confident in the realization that 2020, not only has changed the course of our society, but it has robbed me of my brain. Maybe I am a bit consumed over the surgery that is upcoming next Friday or maybe I am just brain dead from this overstimulating...
I feel like I should just make a big bowl of popcorn, sit back, and watch the shit show unfold before me. Monday was an interesting day. If you have been a diligent follower of my blog, and haven't gotten sick of my rants, you know that I have been dealing with a...
While son number two is gearing up for his move back to school and his beautifully decorated apartment courtesy of moi, son number one is at a standstill. His job is on hiatus since the school he works at, for now, has decided to go for virtual instruction. For a...
In a week, Bryce heads back to his life as a college student. While I love having him home, it's time for him to be free. My appliances need a break. And I need at least one of my kids to rejoin the world, since there is a gigantic question mark as to when Bailey will...
I am pretty sure that no one will be saying, "2020 was the best year of my life". I mean, if they are, good for them. I don't know exactly what would have occurred that was so magical. Oh, maybe if they escaped the clutches of that bitchy virus, murder hornets, and,...
Since 2020 seems to be The Twilight Zone on crack, I wake up each day resigned to the reality that there will be some sort of shit show occurring. There is a level of acceptance and honestly, it provides a way for me to simply be numb to it all. I fill up with...
After a lovely evening out with my tribe members, I woke up this morning with a renewed outlook. I needed some estrogen time. I needed to be outside, eating dinner, pretending, at least for a couple of hours, that 2020 is full of rainbows and butterflies. I even put...
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