I guess I’m supposed to post some kind of year-in-review thing. Or something.
Most decidedly something.
I’ve done a whole lotta laundry, slung a whole lotta groceries, and done more than my fair amount of whining.
I didn’t set any goals for the year. At the time, just establishing our “New Normal” seemed enough [...]
It was yellow. Shaped like a school bus. Snoopy decorated the top panel. Mama bought a blue one for my brother, and a yellow one for me.
It was last year’s lunchbox and Mama wouldn’t buy me a new one for the new year. “There’s NOTHING wrong with it!!!”
Except there is. It’s [...]
My client sits in front of the computer, tap tap tapping away hoping this time a different turn of the phrase will bring someone, ANYone into his life. He has no friends close enough to take a picture for him, yet realizes that professional photos will be overkill. The blue glare of the screen [...]
Wordless Wednesday: first accident, originally uploaded by MamasBloggin’.
So you know I went to IKEA last week and picked up some stuff. I set it to the side because after all it’s JUST another piece of MDF furniture, right? It can wait until I assemble it, decide it sucks and haul it nearly 2 hours BACK to Charlotte to get my refund, [...]
I have a dating site profile. It has been the source of two dates, bunches of messages and ENDLESS entertainment. You would not believe what some people will say to a complete stranger.
I’ve learned that keeping my expectations low = a decent enough date. Moderate-to-decent conversation and a meal. That’s all I ask. [...]
Mama? My shoes are wet!
What? They *can’t* be wet, put them on and let’s go let’s go let’s GO! Get in the truck!
I went puddle dancing the other day!
Puddle dancing??!!?? What do you mean puddle dancing??!?? Your shoes CANNOT be wet, we’re going [...]
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I’ve been sick more this last year than the previous six combined. Strep 3 times and now a cold.
A bad BAD cold that has left me with a croaking-frog voice, nose full of junk, chest xrays and three new prescriptions.
Actually, check that “croaking-frog” voice and make it “no voice” because really – [...]
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