I’m losing the battle. My front yard, beautifully manicured as it was, is now infested. There are tall weeds with sharp pokies. Short weeds with sharp pokies. Stinky weeds. Yellow weeds. Viney weeds. Flowering weeds. Pink weeds. All just plain evil weeds. I don’t think I can keep up; it’s either work or weed, and […]
Ugh. Monday again, and I have a headache. Is it the weekend’s departure or the onslaught of the work week? Or do I just stay up too late on Sundays? Whatever it is, this is the fifth Monday in a row. Maybe it is synchronized pollen-pushing on the part of all the grasses and weeds […]
We have fairy rings. Fairy rings in the front yard. Fairy rings in the back yard. Fairy rings in the orchard. Wherever I look, fairy rings. The interesting ones are the ones in the orchard, which came with the house. Instead of rings, they’re more like serpentine paths. I have only myself to blame for […]
I gave my two week notice this week. With all of these conflicting emotions, I don’t know whether to laugh with joy or scream ecstatically with excitement and, um, joy. I think I’ll go with joy. It’s a big step, but as long as the kids don’t decide to get sick, it will be months […]
I need to stop watching movies with my wife. “Dang, he’s ugly! He’s got a shrunken apple-head.” Yes, dear, Garrison Keillor definitely has a face for radio, but let’s just watch the movie. We finally saw “A Prairie Home Companion” and enjoyed it very much, shrunken apple-heads notwithstanding. The challenge to watching it, or any […]
Yes, I’ve been traveling for work this week. I just spent the last three days in San Francisco: Monday and Tuesday in the financial district and Wednesday at SFO. I have decided I travel too much, so I’m going to try for a new job that requires less travel. Maybe I’ll be a flight attendant.* […]
No school and the sun is shining for the first time in a week! The girl-child has her new bike (perfect attendance has its perks) and the boy-child is soccer-crazy. So what are they doing? Sitting in the basement, playing with toy horses. Sigh . . . Get out and pull some weeds, you slackers! […]
Can’t we all go home? I’m allergic to jail, too! . . . Cool, Paris is getting a new fashion accessory! I suppose the ankle bracelet would’ve been the better choice from the beginning, but you really look tougher on crime when you throw someone like her in jail for a bit. I’m guessing the […]
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Jennie needs to teach her dog to quit playing Jesus. This is the second time today I’ve had to rescue the little cur from the pool cover; with the rain falling and pooling up on top, it’s not as buoyant as usual. She was stuck and couldn’t get to the edge without the cover dipping […]
