ugh and double ugh

Question.  Could I have been any more crampy, bloated, headachy, and disgustingly female than I was/am this weekend?  No, I could not.  Did you really want to know that?  No, you did not.  But I don't care.  I am telling you, when I get my hands on that Eve character, she is going down.  Friday... Continue Reading →

It’s too much!

But seriously folks, what have I done?  I've gone and set up a Facebook account.  Why did I do this?  I honestly do not know.  I have some sort of sick addiction to the Internets and can not resist the pull of the bright lights on the computer screen tempting me to SET UP AN... Continue Reading →

miscellany #1

And so.  Another day down.  Toward what I don't know.  The weekend I guess.  Feeling a bit ho-hum about it all.  And I think aliens came into my bedroom last night and drained my brain of any and all specks of creativity or interesting things to talk about.   But that happens occasionally and so I'll just... Continue Reading →

dining

Going here Friday night with friends.   I've never been but am looking forward to trying something different.  Bon Appetit to us!

presents!

Check out the sweet doggie gift basket full of goodies that a very thoughtful friend and former coworker of The Accountant's gave Cooper today!  I never would have even thought to give a new puppy a gift basket but Mama C did!  Thank you so much!  His name was even on the basket - too too cute.  Checking... Continue Reading →

text messaging gone bad

I accidentally called one of my good friends a "ho" today.  My cell phone has been acting all wonky lately, calling people when I haven't dialed, scrolling through my contacts list like a phone possessed and sending text messages before I'm through typing them.  That last thing is what happened today.  It went a little... Continue Reading →

weekend report

This is going to be one of those "what I did this weekend" lame-o posts because I am really tired for some reason.  Oh, probably because I've been staying up too late, not getting enough sleep, and today was wear-the-puppy-out-for-two-hours-before-his-obedience-class-day.  So, this weekend I took Cooper to the vet for his third round of shots and... Continue Reading →

my weirdness

Sometimes to amuse myself when I'm bored I make up really bad goofy rhyming phrases off the cuff like, Friday Friday hooray for you What's for supper, maybe beef stew? Or I wonder things like.... Why cars can't be made out of Nerf so that when people have wrecks, they'll just go flying through the air and land safely... Continue Reading →

follow up to the baby issue

About the Salon article on whether or not to procreate....I've written about this before, once in a fit of anger (see below) and another time with a slightly more relenting viewpoint.  I wrote the rant below a few years ago out of sheer frustration upon being inundated with comments and overall rudeness by what I felt... Continue Reading →

to breed or not to breed

I have definite opinions about this piece in Salon.  Can you wait to read them?  I didn't think so.  But you have to 'cause I haven't got time right now to go into it.  But amuse yourself with this article in the meantime.  It's quite good. Like marriage only more so, having children is an... Continue Reading →

there are spies among us

Scout has me howling with her post about the Great Church Swap of 2007.  Yes, people, it's a real, genuine, four alarm, top of the line, state of the art, no holds barred, no strings attached church swap! Hallelujah! "Well, good God, don't let them convert you," vehemently declared one historically nutso yet concerned aunt... Continue Reading →

when in rome

A friend sent me a link to this article from the Wall Street Journal Online.  It discusses the stickiness that can ensue if your boss wants to be your "friend" on MySpace or Facebook and the dilemma of keeping your personal life separate from your work life.  Either hilarity or disaster are sure to ensue. There is a lot... Continue Reading →

the holy terror, redeemed

Are you tired of reading about our dog yet?  I would be.  Sorry about that.  Just be happy that we don't have kids!  I just wanted to report that puppy obedience class was MUCH improved today.  He didn't bark nearly so much and we have nearly remedied the leash pulling by getting one of these....a... Continue Reading →

walking through my brain

Ever thought about the disconnect between how you see yourself and how other people see you?  Physically and otherwise.  It's kind of like hearing your own voice on the answering machine.  The first time I heard my voice on tape I didn't think it was me.  My southern accent wasn't THAT heavy was it?  Like cold... Continue Reading →

concert time

In my quest to become a full fledged John Mayer groupie, I'm going to his concert next month at the Sommet/Crochet/Jose/Blase whatever it's called Center!  Woot!  A friend and I are taking a newly-turned-driver-of-legal-age to the concert for her 16th birthday.  Are we sweet or what?  I went to see Mayer at the now defunct Starwood... Continue Reading →

Eli

Our house has become an animal soap opera.  I don't know if I can take much more canine/feline drama. Yesterday Billy got home to find Eli, our sweet gray kitty, lying by the window in the bedroom.  He was dead.  It was so bizarre because that morning he had seemed fine and I had scratched... Continue Reading →

holy terror

  I've discovered that I can relate on some miniscule level with parents of those kids deemed "problem children", ADD, rebellious teens and toddlers with acid reflux.  Sunday was Cooper's first day at puppy obedience class. He was by far, the most rebellious, most obnoxious, most hard headed and most distracted puppy pupil in the... Continue Reading →

grandmother blankets

Multi-colored butterflies lay spread across an ivory fabric background, each one contained in lavender squares.  They are quilted in place by slender fingers to keep them from flying away.  In one corner these same fingers wrote on the cloth with a fabric pen, "To Jennifer, From Grandma, 1985".  I was ten years old. Old enough to know... Continue Reading →

no more lines

Wow, even entire countries can have their priorities mixed up.  But I have to admit that I think this is a good idea.  I, for one, hate waiting in line at the restroom when "I gotta go"! 

4th of July memory

This is one of my prized possessions.  It's a badly scanned copy of a near disintegrated newspaper clipping from probably the late 80's.  It's my grandfather at the annual school fair in my hometown.  Hopefully I won't get sued for violating some sort of copyright law.  I don't have that many photos of him and this old clipping... Continue Reading →

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