Some blah with a sprinkle of blahblahblah
I’m all… bleh today. The air conditioner isn’t cooling the whole house so I had to block off the kitchen doorway – which improved things a lot but now the kitchen and bathroom are stifling and I can’t work up the energy to get in the tub. Isn’t that awful? Added to it I don’t want to cook so we had sammiches for the second night in a row for dinner and I ate almost half a package of Oreos today. Oy. On the good side of life, Taylor picked up my motorcycle yesterday. It’s...
Read MoreMy weekend in snapshots
I have nothing worthwhile to say today. I’m tired. Worn out. Sunburned to the lobster point. Quite spacey. Dehydrated a bit. Achy. Unfit company for intelligent human beings. I’ll share some pics, though This is Lake Michigan. We rode along the lake for a bit yesterday on our 5 hour bike ride. And Taylor, down on some rocks by the lake. This is my sunburnt cleavage, which is the shot you get when you hand Taylor the camera. He’s a boob man. And this is me,...
Read MoreBusy!!!
I have been so stupidly busy the past four days or so. Nothing big or super time consuming but lots of little stuff. Multiple important converstions going on at once, trying to organize my week and my house, the usual Teen issues and “take care of the family” issues that take up time. Dogs and cleaning and laundry and writing and reading and cooking and forums and…. I feel totally out of my normal loop. And totally out of touch with y’all! I haven’t even...
Read MoreTotally Vanilla Love and Stuffs
So last year (there I go, doing it again. I start so many blog posts with “so…”. It’s like I was in the middle of a conversation with y’all, got distracted and came right back to it like I never stopped. Heh) Anyhow. Last year, Taylor saw some guy giving away a shed on Craigslist or something. It was an old dude, with an old shed that needed to come down, was still fairly usable, but the dude was too old to take it down himself. So he got in the truck and...
Read MoreI feel good. I knew that I would.
(Were you humming along with the title? I was.) Taylor and I were talkin’ this morning. I was telling him about a blog I read and how I used to get all insecure when I read it, like I wasn’t doing it as “right” as this person was. How even when they had struggles it was all “he’s the master and he resolved them, ain’t he great” and I would get to feeling like what we do isn’t that good. So Taylor says “Are you happy?” And...
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