There was a bear rescue in Russia. I think. A mama bear and two cubs were stranded in the water. The problem is I may never know how the story turned out because I got too irritated to complete reading it. Like everyone else, I typically flip through the feed of stories on my browser, but I rarely click to read things from sources I’m … Continue reading Browser Feed Sources on Crack
I was recently interviewed by a freelance writer and a particular question stopped me. “What literary pilgrimages have you gone on?” Sweat broke out. I had to answer. “From my laptop to bed.” I don’t think that was the response they were looking for, but I panicked. Such a high brow question, right? After the interview was over, I took the time to breathe and … Continue reading Literary Pilgrimage. WTF?
Adding to my long list of confessions, this one, sigh, is similar to my last. I’m addicted to another game called Design Home. According to my stats, I got sucked into this game on New Year’s Eve, 2017. I was either bored, alone, or drunk at a party. Frankly, I don’t recall how the introduction was made. If you haven’t used this app, let me … Continue reading Design Home. An App to Reckon With.
I recently had the joy of sitting at the social security office for many hours, clutching my number and waiting—not patiently, for it to be called. As legal guardian for a relative, I needed to present myself with some paperwork. That’s fine, but damn, the wait was long. I made a few acquaintances, played a lot of games on my phone, read the paper, and … Continue reading Can Being Fabulous Get You Arrested?
There’s a paperclip in the butter. I’m just staring at it. A jumbo-size green one. How did it get there? We have a butter dish cause that’s how we roll. (What’s that joke? Maybe I’m butter, cause I’m on a roll? Sorry, I’m sure I got that wrong.) We’re a butter family—not margarine. Never have bought margarine, but hey, good for you if you choose … Continue reading Time to Smudge
What a trivial thing to be writing about, but I can’t stop myself! Ask anyone in my family, and they’ll tell you I’ve bored them crazy over my ongoing trashcan problem. It’s a forever problem and Kohler, you just made the shit list. I’d thought I’d found it. It was Heaven-in-an-aisle as I walked down the row of beautiful, well-made trash cans at The Container … Continue reading Beware of Kohler Trash Cans!
“George,” I yelled down the stairs. “Did you re-set the user name and password for the bank?” I waited patiently at the top, not wanting to deal with the puppy gate and the need to tread down to the construction zone which is currently our basement. No answer. Argh. I pushed the rambunctious dog out of the way and closed the gate securely behind me. … Continue reading The Password is What?
I just made that up. Apparently, it’s not a real holiday. But wait for it. There is a much better one. Today, April 17, is Blah, Blah, Blah Day. That’s right! It’s copyrighted too! (So I suppose I should site the owners, Wellcat.com.) Blah, Blah, Blah Day is supposed to reference the Honey-Do list. Like, “Blah, Blah, Blah,” (insert your hubby’s name here) as he … Continue reading It’s Try Not to Kill Your Dog Day!
I wasn’t sure if I would write this or not, but it’s two o’clock in the morning and I can’t sleep. Spoiler alert—or not, since the title says it all…this blog is going to be a rant. A technician will be here in the morning—or not, you never know with them. At one time in our relationship, Comcast worked like this. If you had a … Continue reading Comcast/Xfinity is in the Soul Sucking Business
Argh, why! Wait, I know. Winter has been a bitch this year and we were dumb enough to purchase a home at the bottom of a hill. So who’s to blame? Winter, laughing her maniacal ass off as she dumps a record amount of snow onto us, or George. And the realtor. I’m not taking any blame for this. When we moved to Minnesota, I … Continue reading Damn you, Winter! My Basement Flooded!
