Category Archives: Bitch Bitch Bitch

So, we went over to Sara’s the other night for a ‘cookie baking’ party, which was more a ‘me baking and everyone else watching TV’ sort of thing… and now my butt hurts. How fucked up is that? I mean, … Continue reading →

Can I get a do-over for yesterday? Reset? Return to previous save point. Loading. Please wait…. Argh.

Why is it always the little things in my life that get me down? Why is all the big things my husband does and that I love him for get ground down by all the petty irritations?

If you’re one of the seven people in the world who hasn’t read Richard Adam’s Watership Down, you probably should stop reading my blog and go check it out of your local library. Unfortunately, I can’t lend it to you, … Continue reading →

Sometimes, even the simplest of tasks is hazardous.

It’s o’dark thirty. Mostly still dark, although just the faintest sliver of light touches the curtains in the bedroom, turning them from black to very dark blue. I’m trying to focus, even without my glasses, on the clock that’s less … Continue reading →

So, I spent last night throwing up, how was your weekend?

Um… does anyone know how to get rid of gremlins?

My life. No instructions. Not even those stupid little picture ones that never make any sense and by the time you’ve finished assembling the thing you realize you had it upside down and backwards the entire time… No guarantees. Not … Continue reading →