Sometimes I think about things. Things like wombats, tricycles, and wombats riding tricycles. Check out my photo collection. It’s more interesting than my other collections…like USB drives and hair ties. A good facepalm is the greatest form of flattery. My dogs will beat up your honor student.

Guard Dogs

How many people can say they have body guards in the morning? I mean, yes, they are furry bodyguards who would abandon post for a Scooby Snack, but I can't say I wouldn't do the same. After all they are Scooby Snacks.

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The Future is Now? (House Hunting Part Uno)

Last night, I climbed out of the shower and found myself in front of the mirror confronting some menacing dark roots – roots that should’ve been touched up weeks ago. When did my blonde hair go from platinum to “my baby daddy lives two doors down in the mob-ILE court” ...

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What do you think about dress codes?

A few days ago, I read Brandeewine's post "Panty Hose are Evil" (which was a response to Lgesin's initial simple titled "Dress Code") asking the following question: What do you think about dress codes? Do they make sense in school, restaurants, or places of business? Why or why not? Being born in ...

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Put the Chinese food down…

This past weekend was rough. Part of the whole “I didn’t even remember it was Valentine’s Day” comment from the previous blog post was due to the fact Hubby’s mom went into the hospital Friday night after having a mild stroke. Hubby’s mom is young. I mean, she’s in her early ...

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February 14 (really)

Happy Valentine’s Day. Or, Happy Buy Random Shit To Prove You Love Someone Day! For us, today is February 14. You know, the one that happens after February 13 and before February 15 – unless you're looking at the Mayan calendar. In that case, it's probably like Almost Doom Day. But, really, ...

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…But are you having any technical issues? (WTF Wednesday)

When Hubby and I were engaged, I survived the long 11 months from proposal-to-processional through some lovely ladies on TheKnot.com. The national boards were for entertainment — a mash of snotty brides insisting with stringent etiquette rules (you know, it's easy to have a full bar at The Plaza when daddy ...

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Satan is a Dog Person (and other irrational thoughts that make me feel better)

If you can’t tell from the occasional irreverent swearing, bragging about (almost) getting in fights with old ladies in biker bars, and prettymuch general debauchery that goes up on this ‘hur blog, I’m totally a saint. Wait – what’s a saint? Do you have to die and not molt to be ...

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Remembering Grandma

Written on Tuesday, Feb. 1., I needed a day to hold it for myself just a bit before publishing. I took the day off work and decided grandma wouldn't have wanted me to sit around grieving . I got up and got out of the house, taking pictures and then ...

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Dealing with Death (it sucks)

I’ve spent the past few work days tweaking, over-analyzing and more-or-less having a love/hate relationship with an informational booklet I’ve been putting together at work. I’ve combated colors, fussed with fonts, and jousted justifications. I created cover graphics only to turn around and trash them a little while later to ...

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Football: A Defense

Today was a somber afternoon in our house after the Seattle Seahawks crashed and burned, falling 35-24 to the Chicago Bears and ending their season one step away from the NFC Championships. I’m probably going to be sued by NFL for that “recount” of the game and because I technically ...

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