Here’s a play-by-play of my thoughts this morning: 1. It’s really warm in this one spot in my bed. I don’t think I need to move. Ever. Isn’t the upstairs supposed to be warmer than the downstairs? Where’s my fluffy little space heater (also known as my dog)? 2. Wait, why is Peanut on his…
Garrison Keillor and My Porch Swing
As I was falling asleep last night, I had a brilliant idea about what to write today. Then I woke up, and all of those genius almost-asleep ideas were gone. Sigh. You’ll have to make do with Monday morning ideas instead. I rediscovered this weekend that I’m a nervous talker. I had forgotten about that,…
Boxes and Schtuff
I still get care packages from my mom on a regular basis. I would protest and tell her that I’m an adult and I don’t need care packages, but they’re great. The ones that contain nothing but vitamins are admittedly less great, but that’s okay. Most of the time, they include books or things I…
Dog Walks in Torrential Rain
I feel like a total idiot when it’s raining during dog walk time. Peanut and I normally love our walks together. Even when we’re rushed, they’re one of the best things about any day. Not when it rains. When it rains, Peanut gets confused about why I’m making him suffer outside. Don’t I know that…
Pizza, Pizza, Everywhere
I cook pretty well for myself, especially considering that I live alone (again) and didn’t know how to cook at all a few years ago. Most of the time, there are one or two fancy meals a week (and by fancy, I mean fresh food cooked into something that includes more than four ingredients), and…
Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do
Today’s happy moment is brought to you by music. For the past year and a half, my musical contribution to the world has been limited to radio sing-alongs and an occasional shower concert. Talk about great acoustics! All of that water drowns out any less-than-perfect notes. (Technically speaking, that isn’t great acoustics, however.) Before I…
Face Down Tuesday
I have a bone to pick with Tuesdays. They catch me off-guard. Mondays are Mondays, you know? They’re rough and no one really likes them, but you expect that. Then Tuesday comes along and I think everything will be better. The work week is 20% complete, and I’ve got my feet on the ground with…
Small, but valuable. 