I have decided my new word to interject into daily life will be craptasticness. Craptastic just wasn’t cutting it anymore. I like to use it as a noun, for example: Craptasticness needs to just walk away or get shanked. You can use it as an adjective: The craptasticness of this pizza is unbelievable! I suppose…
Read MoreIt is sheer photography madness…
So two years ago I made the final switch to an all Apple diet. Meaning I tossed out the PC and switched to an iMac. You didn’t think I became a health nut or something, did you?!?! Now my iPhones, iPads, iPods and Apple TVs have a flawless leader to keep them running and organized.…
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A meat jacket will be key…
So today I took a very scientific test to determine something I suspected about myself for a while now, and the results confirmed what I felt: I would live to see the end of the zombie apocalypse Well thank you baby Jesus! I knew I’d make it out alive. I am loving, but have no…
Read MoreI had too much fun last night…
I’m paying for it today. Last night, right about 9pm, I got hit with the cleaning bug. I went into my laundry room, saw a spider, and thus began The Night of No Sleep. I was dusting, mopping, wiping baseboards and trashing stuff at an alarming rate. The Hubster wisely stayed out of the way…
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The weekend arrives…
Today’s my Friday. I decided to take an entire day to just sit around tomorrow after my dawn doctor’s appointment. Or go visit house models and try to pin down what we want to buy. Or just watch Big Bang Theory and read my Kindle. Lola has decided to climb mount St. Helen’s this weekend.…
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39 seconds changed my entire life…
Auctions – they’re about having fun, eating good food, and raising money for a good cause. This one was to fund scholarships to send the children of Navy sailors to college. Well, that’s what I thought they were about. Then everything changed. The meal choices are sent out weeks in advance, offering us beef, chicken,…
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I’m honing my zombie apocalypse survival skills…
I have been awake for roughly one hour and I’m already so tired that my eyes feel heavy and yawns are interrupting my ability to comprehend life. I feel like I got no sleep at all. What the hell happened to me last night?!?! I may need to rethink my stance on the sleep apnea…
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I am the master of my own bladder….
Disclaimer: No Lolas were hurt in the making of this post. Sometimes Lola wakes up feeling like a piggy. Sometimes she feels like a cow. Other times she wakes up feeling like a groundhog and tries to burrow back into the covers on the bed. Today she woke up just a tad bit…heavier. I realized…
Read MoreYou can protest from your couch…
Thank you sweet baby Jesus sitting in a manger, the Olympics are finally done. I mean, without gymnastics, there’s really no point. And all my shows were on repeat which really sends my evening life into disarray. Not to mention, it was held in Russia. Dear mother Russia, the place where gay people must run for…
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A cake grenade has been launched…
So a while back, Lola created a stockpile of cake grenades. We left off with her sitting on them like North Korea sits on their nukes and tries to play who will blink first games with the US. You can read about it here. Last night Lola lobbed her first cake grenade. She was upset that…
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Shank You Very Much 