I’ll get to the cobbler momentarily…first things first.
Now don’t get me wrong. If Barack Obama gets elected, I will be overjoyed. I voted for Clinton in the Ca. primary, but I swear, as long as a smart Democrat is in the White House, I will be out front waving my Happy Flag. Plus, he had […]

I haven’t been blogging, because I am very busy and important.
HaHa, right. Actually, I’ve become Martha Stewart now that my stupid oven isn’t broken anymore.

I have made these.

And these:

And also this:

and these too. But they were hideous, so no photos. Hint: when they tell you to use melted butter, don’t ignore their well meant advice […]

I have poison oak everywhere. Hands, neck, stomach, chest, knees, thighs, arms, shoulders, hands…I’ve also given it to Simons, which suggests that our sheets and pillows are probably infected. It’s like cholera only with more desperate thrashing and bitching. Must burn sheets.
I’m on antibiotics, so all the places where I crash landed in the forest […]

I have this on strict authority from Simons, who can actually bear to be in the same room with his hideous rash of a wife.
Sunday, I was so excited to get to run with the Cool Kids, the three fastest girl runners on my team. They’d invited me for an 11-mile trail run in Mill […]

Moose’s housewarming got a little rowdy, thanks to liberal application of The Countess.
One of us had to go home early from work the next day. One of us named a puppy, “Wino.” One of us had to get up at five o’clock to run 6 miles and wanted to die. And one of us either […]