Ah yes. Weekends. I’m telling you what. Mike and I are easy. Well, we were easy. I mean, historically speaking. Pre-Gail Ct. we were fun. Yeah. We were THE FUN…you could find us tooling around town, in the mountains, visiting family or friends, mountain biking, or going for a boozy brunch kind of fun. What … More Ode to Weekends.
Okay, so I still have three days of break left. Three glorious, glorious days. If you recall, I had loosely set some goals last month, and by the word “loosely”, I mean “ambitiously set, with good intention, but with slim to none possibility of meeting said goals”…just to clarify. Let’s recap… Marianne’s Shortest Summer List … More Post: A Very Short Summer
Disclaimer: this post contains NO pictures. None. Ok, maybe one. But that’s it! I know you’re all jealous of teachers. I mean, c’mon. They mold young minds, challenge beliefs, demand facts and research, teach future world changers and leaders…And a whoooooooole lot of other stuff that goes unseen, and often times underappreciated. Which is why … More Pre: A Very Short Summer
Alright folks. You might need to sit down for this. Maybe not. I mean, do what you want, but… This post may be slightly more serious than usual, as I’m about to lay out some truth. Our truth anyway. It’s been just over a year since we bought the place. A year in lessons, pacing, … More In All Seriousness…
I know what you’re thinking: OMG they sold the house. Those bastards, up and left right when it was getting good. Well… we thought about it. Really. Slapping a “For Sale” sign up, cutting our losses, and high-tailing it to a tent, camper, rental, or anything else has held a certain appeal at times. But … More Introducing: Swirling Smoke.
Let me just preface this by saying, Grandma told me to keep it clean. Now, this could be taken two ways. One… Two… my liberal use of certain curse words in this blog. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say it’s One, because damn… I can’t even handle the piles of … More Keeping it Clean…Well, Trying to.
Fall. What did you think F was for? Fall cleanup perhaps? You’re right. That, and vet appointments. The last couple of months have been over the top with dog wounds. Seriously. Porter with a cyst and torn nail, ratchet with a sliced open paw and a swollen face. All separate incidents mind you. Super strange, … More “F” is for…