Day 272 of quarantine and, this may be hard to believe, I’m sick of it. My patience is waning, my tolerance is at an all-time low; I’m alternately living in a bubble, trying to work safely in my job, and pretending that this isn’t a maddening life I’m living. Part of my writing inspiration comes … Continue reading Unstitched
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood and a beautiful day for leaving the gate open for Sabra to go turd hunting first thing in the morning. TODD. Lawn mowing competition is ramping up. I got a refund for the field trip V never got to go on, and promptly misplaced the check. She finally … Continue reading Q-Day 63 – Isn’t It Delightful?
……began at 3 a.m. Todd loaded everything into the rental car – a Chevy Equinox that smelled like a brand new car, had that unnerving stop-start technology, and the worst turning radius since my Volvo. Stop-start by the way, if you’re as unfamiliar as I was, basically means the car goes into this sort of … Continue reading The Long Journey Home
This year’s National Bowling Tournament season is in Vegas. I was so excited. Not excited to freeze my ass off at a bowling tournament as a spectator, but because I’ve never been to Nevada and I love adventures. And apparently when you get old there is a crapload of mishaps to make you question your … Continue reading Todd and Tara Take Sin City
Trigger Warning: Parenting a teenage girl. **Do not read if you are considering having a teenage girl. Veruca reached a milestone this year. She was promoted from middle school last night, and in a few short months will be a high school freshman. I’ve been more or less indifferent to this particular passage, being otherwise … Continue reading I’m So Chill
I did. I haven’t had a true indoor plant since I killed the last one in over 7 years. I say “true” because I do occasionally keep a basil plant inside, until summer, unless it dies before I can move it outside. I have one presently, and it’s still alive so – so far so … Continue reading I Bought An Indoor Plant & Life Goes On
The day after my bilateral nerve blocks, we had our “snow event.” We were extremely low on propane and the guy couldn’t get the gate open the week before. He was scheduled to come out again so I was watching for him. Todd had fixed the gate and closed it again even though I told … Continue reading What Silverfox Calls a Clusterf*ck