An open letter to my Dentist
Lorena
Dear office; when I started coming to you in about 1993 or so, you were fabulous. Now you suck. Blow me. No, no, no – let me start that again.…
2012
Well, other than *that*, Mrs. Lincoln…..
Last week sucked like a big sucking thing that sucked a lot. The high points were dinner with Tim and Jenn on Tuesday night, watching zombie belly dancing; lunch with…
Song of the Week (again): I’m Just a Girl
I know I’ve posted this one before, but ’tis voting season, ladies. Vote as if your vagina depends on it! I’m just a girl, I’m pretty and petite, so don’t…
I should start teaching Customer Service classes
Two things are really getting my panties in a bunch right now. Both of them are how I’m being treated by companies, and I think it boils down to my…
Come back! I’ll bite you in the kneecaps!
Last week we had the vet out again, this time to go ahead and give Bridgett her yearly shots. It seems that Old Dog has taken well to the new…
You can’t teach an Old Dog about New Doors
Over the weekend, Tim installed a screen door on the door from my dye room to the back porch; there’s been one on the door from my office to the…
Another trip to Haile and back
It’s beautiful, but it just doesn’t look like Gainesville. I know I keep saying that, but if you saw what Gainesville is really like….? You’d get it. This; this is…
How we shelve books in this house
…. wait for it….
Hello, evening
A lot of my evenings since the birthday party have looked like this. Pajamas, knitting, a little drinkie, and (until I ate them all) a cupcake. Mmmmmm. I should have…