The $10 Solution To Saving a Marriage and/or Preventing Jail Time

If you haven’t guessed by now, I love to take the ridiculous moments in my life and turn them into a (hopefully) humorous post for you, my dear readers. Okay, so every now and again I like to spout off my opinion on religion, share a recipe and my latest diet trend, or a bee … More The $10 Solution To Saving a Marriage and/or Preventing Jail Time

My Viking Funeral

The death of a distant family member or friend, especially an unexpected one, produces a flood of emotions, to include the need to prepare and plan for the “what ifs”.  Over the past week, upon learning of the tragic death of an acquaintance, my husband and I quietly discussed our wishes in the event of … More My Viking Funeral

7 Inches

7 inches. 7 heavy, penetrating, soft, dreamlike inches of… SNOW!  (What did you think I was talking about, pervert?) I don’t mind being cold.  As long as there is snow. I don’t mind the overcast, dreary days of winter.  As long as there is snow. I don’t mind being stuck at home because of the … More 7 Inches

DIY Liars

Two weeks after being diagnosed with a severe allergic response to limonene and fragrance mix II, my allergist added “propolis” to the list after a delayed response marker appeared on my back.  Shit. Propolis is resin collected by honeybees used to fill crevices and to seal honeycombs.  Fucking bee glue. Confused on why I would … More DIY Liars

I Am a Flower…

So as not to leave a cryptic, whoa-is-me post and disappear for days/weeks/months on end, I thought I would share my medical findings… I am a delicate flower. My blood tests came back good.  Other than an extremely low alkaline phosphatase level and a high allergy response number (duh), there was nothing that concerned my doctor. My allergen … More I Am a Flower…

A Baseball Named Karma

Last Thursday, my son’s summer baseball season ended with a great big championship game win and a story for you, my dear readers. Back when Jameson’s baseball season started, I noticed one of the other mothers sitting by herself during one of the practices.  Her lawn chair was parked away from all of the other parents and she seemed … More A Baseball Named Karma