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There’s ALWAYS a Worse Flight
Why are you getting a Thursday post this week? Because if you’re too busy fighting with your racist uncle to Internet today you’ll see it just fine on Friday, and I want to reward those of you who...
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“Fine”
The shopping blitz is upon us, I’ve just got the kitchen clean,[1] and I’m about to spend this whole week baking for a party this weekend. Can we take a momentary break from the usual themed posts...
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Problem…
I hinted at this before, but our first step in preparing the aquarium for Dibs’s arrival was to stock it with live plants[1] and a little community of fish—some friends and some food—to live with...
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11 Stocking Stuffers I’d be THRILLED to Receive (or Give!)
I don’t know how things work in your family, but in this house stockings are Santa’s responsibility. I’m not made of money, dammit! That said, there’s nothing wrong with helping the big guy out...
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Solution
Current state of the 6-foot glass box in my dining room: Dibs has lived with us for about a month and I just caught him chasing a fish. Slowly. He broke off pursuit when he saw me and switched...
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“Snow”
You deserve a real post—two real posts—this week. But Offspring is home, and I’ve got to go wake him up by bouncing on his bed and asking what he wants to do today. I really want to brag about...
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2019 (Thank God THAT’S Over) Search Terms
First of all: yes, I know it’s been a while. Offspring was here, and it was nice but also a very emotional Christmastime for me. Frankly, I’m glad to see the back of 2019 so let’s do this and then...
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January Reflections and Excuses
Some of y’all might have noticed a change around here; you might be calling it a “lack of activity” or even wondering if I’ve fucked off forever. I want to explain that. I really do want to...
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Butter Veins
Steadfast readers of this exercise in inconsistency already know my husband won’t talk to me in restaurants,[1] and my struggle with his neglect, but now there’s a whole new conversation not being...
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The Sordid Topic of Coin
We had a bit of a scare here recently, the sort of thing that would have been utterly predictable to someone cleverer than I, (or at least not hampered by my weird issues) and it got me thinking...
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