She’s Tidied Up, and I Can’t Find Anything!!

Posted by on Jan 12, 2010 in dish | 2 comments I have to say DH totally won the Christmas present sweepstakes. For the past several major events (anniversary, birthday, etc.), he’s asked what I want. Jokingly (not really), I’ve been telling him I want a house elf. You know, my own personal Dobby who will keep things tidy and bring me a sammich when I’m having a snack attack at midnight. Amazingly, he found someone. Her name...
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Noted

Posted by on Nov 12, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Sometimes low tech is the way to go. I keep a little notepad by my sink–the last place I look before I leave the house–to remind me of stuff. This is the notepad I grab when one of those late-night squirrels runs through my brain right when I’m trying to go to sleep. It’s an interesting collection of random…here are a few of the entries (in no particular...
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If It’s Not One Thing, It’s Another

Posted by on Jun 17, 2009 in dish | 1 comment Adding to the insult of no money coming in all summer (two teacher household, remember?), today I hear this weird griiiiinnnddd-CLUNK sound from one of my back windows. Yep, now it’s stuck down. All the way down. And this is Florida, where we have a thunderstorm every day at 4:00 p.m.Great. Lacking the several hundred bucks it will take to fix the window (stupid VW window regulators are...
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Tigger vs. Eeyore

Posted by on Apr 20, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Normal me:Today me:My sisters would find this whole discussion trés interessant, since they are both self-confessed Eeyores, ready with an “Oh, bother!” at many of life’s travails. I, on the other hand, tend to be that annoying optimist who looks for the pony at the bottom of the pile of manure. You know, bouncy trouncy flouncy pouncy fun-fun-fun-fun-fun!!Except for lately....
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Very Proud Mom

Posted by on Jan 31, 2009 in dish | 0 comments So I’m watching a movie earlier when I realize that my son is explaining to his two friends about one of the pictures on our refrigerator–the one of our terrific San Francisco friends Jeff and Bill. Of course, I stop listening to the screen and really tune in to the 11-year-old boy conversation.Let’s just say most 11-year-old boys ’round these parts aren’t that...
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