I’m having such a day. Mud run at 6 a.m. Hellacious web copy deadline at 3.
Returned home to find scraps of Knorr Bouillon packages purloined from ravaged spice rack box, TEN of them consumed by an extremely vexing brown beast. So that’s….um….math very bad… somewhere around 14,000 MG of salt. The vet made me call […]

1: number of plumbers who were to show up this morning to fix toilet
0: number of plumbers who actually showed up to fix toilet
3: number of masonry saws currently operating outside my window
20: number of times I have considered mass murder since 8 a.m.
1: number of petals left on flower centerpiece from Valentine’s Day
3: number […]

I write this from what looks like a refugee camp, tent stretched out drying between the coffee table and the wing chair, piles of dirty washing littering the floor. Simons’ drafting table is swathed in sleeping bags, maps and bits of twig. The dog….well, the poor dog can’t even get up to go to the […]

So between posting about marital bickering and going to the chickflick, I spent a goodly amount of time gnashing my teeth and rending my hair. There were grim scenarios of loveless marriages and “he can go his way, and I’ll go mine,” plus a few self-pitying visions of one of us winning some national award […]

So the gist of the fight is that I asked Simons to read something today, and he sort of kicked his chair back, made a big exasperated snarl and then said something snarky about how he would read my thing if I could take over the much more important project he was working on over […]

Since I marched out the door and slammed it behind me at noon, I’ve edited three articles and started writing an executive director’s report, and so far I have accidentally typed “pompous windbag” at least three times.
And I’m enormously irritated knowing that I have to at least feign politeness to said windbag by 2:30 when […]

…I had a cowboy monkey to ride my dog with a tiny saddle and hat.
…I had a second bedroom. I tallied up all the people who have come to visit us since we’ve moved here, and the number is 15. Fifteen people that we have stayed with in the past who have been able to […]

I have my first training run tomorrow morning with my twelve little mentee goslings. I seriously feel like a soccer mom to a family of 12; I carpool them to practice, I make sure they eat breakfast before runs, I nag them about their shoes and taking a coat, I help them with their homework […]