Meeting the Neighbors

Morning dog walks are usually the time that I use to wake up.  I stumble out of bed, throw on something semi-decent, and let Peanut drag me out the door for a quick jaunt around the neighborhood. I eventually find myself awake and ready to face the day.  It’s a happy routine. The “something semi-decent”…

Things That Don’t Deserve an Entire Post

1.  Peanut and I had some mutually irritated moments this morning, but all’s well that ends well.  He tried to wake me up by walking on my back at 6:30, then again around 7.  After a few exasperated sighs when I didn’t budge, he  decided that starting his morning nap half an hour early wouldn’t…

Slight Case of the Heebie Jeebies

It makes me kind of nervous when library patrons complain about not having enough privacy at our computers.  What are you looking at online that requires more than a library carrel for privacy?  Hmm. There was a story in grad school about a man who regularly used Vaseline to stick newspaper to the windows of…

Starbucks Cloaking Device

I’ve decided that I have a Starbucks-triggered personal cloaking device.  It’s the only logical explanation. I thought it was a coincidence for a while. I go to Starbucks, order a drink, and wait patiently by the spot where you’re supposed to wait patiently.  Maybe I’m too patient, because about one in every three visits, they…

Self-control, where art thou?

There’s this wonderful thing in the lobby of my workplace.  It dispenses tasty food with the touch of a button (and some cash), and that food has the power to make me happy 5 seconds to 5 minutes after it goes into my mouth (depending on whether I needed a psychological boost or a blood…

Show and Tell

Mountains are pretty awesome, and my niece is pretty cute.  That’s my thesis.  Here is my first piece of evidence: That’s great, right?  But not as adorable as this: If you have a niece who’s that cute and that sad, you naturally want to help.  I thought that sitting with her and chatting might do…

Quote du Jour

I talked to my high school BFF last night, and this conversational gem came out of her mouth: “If you could combine Mr. Darcy and Batman… [long pause] oh, he’d be the perfect man!” There was a logical, grown-up conversation that led to that sentence, it’s just much more fun out of context.  I love…