January 2009

I’m More a Purse Kinda Gal

January 23, 2009

Pssst.  I’ve got something to show you. It’s my purse.  Or handbag, as slightly more sophisticated people than I choose to call it. I suppose that if I spent slightly more on my purses they could be referred to as handbags. I’m one of those who has never paid more than $25 for a purse. [...]

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The Secret Life of Pampered Bees

January 22, 2009

I think a colony of bees has invaded our jacuzzi. Spa. Hot tub. Whatever. I went out to chlorinate the water this afternoon. Chlorinating the water is not normally my duty. Let me clue you in on a little secret though. The best way to get your man to do what you want him to [...]

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My Girl Scout Dilemma

January 21, 2009

For those of you who live under rocks and have not been bombarded with the daily doorbell ringing courtesy of your local Girl Scout, I thought I’d share a little tidbit: It’s cookie time. I have nothing against Girl Scouts.  Really.  I don’t.  I used to have one.  In fact, I used to lead a [...]

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Weekend at the Ranch

January 20, 2009

Hey there.  Remember me? No.  I didn’t fall into the same abyss that my virtual life did last week when my computer took a dive. Rather, we escaped to the mountains of Northern Arizona for a weekend away. No internet.  No cell phone.  No contact with the outside world really.  For three. Whole. Days. We [...]

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Talk About a Domino Effect

January 14, 2009

Based on the series of events that unfolded throughout my day, I can tell you that I’m a new believer in voodoo.  Yeah, um I totally must have cut someone off in traffic.  Or taken the last loaf of whole grain bread.  Maybe it was that telemarketer I hung up on last week.  Whatever it [...]

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One of Those Days…

January 14, 2009

Just one of the many reasons why it sucks not having any family or friends close by.

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A Tale of Celestial Poo

January 13, 2009

Sheesh.  Who’da thunk that the hint of a poop on the ceiling story would elicit such a response? Ah, but I set the ball in motion so now I’m obligated to see this thing through.  You ready for this?  It’s a doozie.  Or a poo-zie, depending on how you look at it. C’mon.  You know [...]

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