Relationships are a funny business. It seems to me that any relationship with another human is like spraying a Miracle-Gro and Weed Killer cocktail on a poor struggling sap of
Relationships are a funny business. It seems to me that any relationship with another human is like spraying a Miracle-Gro and Weed Killer cocktail on a poor struggling sap of
Lisa and I are in the middle of a horseback-riding lesson. Teaching her to ride is like trying to get a butterfly to flutter in a straight line – adorable,
Yesterday was a giant FAIL. I got a parking ticket, had to resubmit details for our lease for the third time, was very frustrated with a bajillion work snaffoos, confused
I just noticed that there’s 666 tagged photos of me on Facebook. This can’t be good.
I’m a lil’ frustrated today, but rather than talk about that, I will endeavor to distract myself by talking about one of the greatest shows ever created – American Idol
Fridays generally mean that I’m working longer days than normal and come home ready to fall on the couch, horsey smell and all, and wait for my boots to fall
An online convo with my friend Joey: Joey: I think the internet has ruined my brain. My handwriting and spelling are horrible now. I used to be good at those.
So I was really trying to not be political today. I love politics and debate and have been very geared up lately, but I decided that today I was going
I know. I’m all back-to-basics, American-agriculture-rules, whole-wheat-bread and no-skinning-a-good-potato girl. But I love flavored creamer. You know the kind – engineered from oil and Splash of Whiteness, and technologically altered
I’m watching Tea Party footage online and couldn’t help myself. This woman captures the essence of the kind of people Obama insists he is helping, and yet understand that hard