Scene: 5:30 pm, my office “I got another sale! I got another sale! YAY!” “Yeah, um, that’s great. Before you wrap that up though… could you please go put your clothes back on before my wife gets home?” And so ends The First Official Naked Thursday. How, you may ask, did my new boss manage [...]
Read More...Archive for August, 2007
Even though he didn’t buy a car
On my way to work this morning I was writing my post in my head, amidst mental tears and audible deep breaths as I tried to consciously stem the panic I was feeling. I was going to tell you about how my husband did NOT find a car because he can’t fucking do ANYTHING without [...]
Read More...The one in which I use parenthesis like they’re going out of style
First, before I forget, my hits have dropped off significantly since the whole “let’s only talk about moving” thing started. BUT, those of you that have stuck around have been so awesome and encouraging and shit in your comments. Seriously. I can’t even hardly tell if you’re rolling your eyes at me and secretly seething [...]
Read More...Attack
So…. are you all getting sick of my move yet? It’s OK. I know, I know. No, no, don’t try to tell me you’re still here – I can see you all fleeing from the scene on my stats. Fuckers. ANYway, I’m slowly developing a plan of attack. Yes, sure, it would probably be good [...]
Read More...Missing Me
I know I’ve been whining a lot lately. And it’s got to be getting old. Unfortunately, there is no relief of the bitching and moaning here today. Consider yourself warned… On Saturday we went with Mr. and Mrs. Avitable to Mt. Dora – a cute little tourist town with shops and restaurants and tea and [...]
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