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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