Hello friends who follow this blog. Are the three of you still here?
If so, head over to my new blog, Spinsterhood 101. I've decided that I do want to continue blogging, but I want something a little more focused, so from now on I'll be writing about my efforts to learn how to make my single life full and rewarding. I've got some ideas about new adventures for myself this year, (and I use the word adventure very loosely--pretty much anything is an adventure for me) and hopefully my prose will be more entertaining than my previous musings (again, a loose term as most anything will be more entertaining than some of the things posted on this blog).
See you on the flip side, I hope!
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Sometimes Being the Big Sister Sucks
Tonight I can't sleep. Some unknown is troubling my brain and I can't figure out how to make it go away. Katie can't sleep either. She's got a nasty cold and can't figure out how to make it go away. She can't breathe very well either. She's in the shower now running the hot water to steam herself.
Before she got in the shower she came out to see why I was still up, and I was suddenly reminded me of an evening many years ago when Katie was only about three. I was home alone with my siblings and Katie had a cold. The poor kid was terribly stuffed up and had such a nasty cough she sounded like a dog barking. I took her into the bathroom, started up the hot water, and held her while the steam filled up the room. She was absolutely miserable, but I tickled her back while singing lullabies, and eventually she started to fall asleep. I felt like a pretty good big sister that night.
I watched her walk down the hall tonight and couldn't believe how much time has passed. This morning Katie took the ACT exam so she can finally turn in a score to all those colleges wanting to offer her scholarships. She graduates this Spring, then she's off to a-college-to-be-determined and I won't be able to hold her and make things better anymore.
Until then, I think I'm going to go check on her and make sure she's OK.
Before she got in the shower she came out to see why I was still up, and I was suddenly reminded me of an evening many years ago when Katie was only about three. I was home alone with my siblings and Katie had a cold. The poor kid was terribly stuffed up and had such a nasty cough she sounded like a dog barking. I took her into the bathroom, started up the hot water, and held her while the steam filled up the room. She was absolutely miserable, but I tickled her back while singing lullabies, and eventually she started to fall asleep. I felt like a pretty good big sister that night.
I watched her walk down the hall tonight and couldn't believe how much time has passed. This morning Katie took the ACT exam so she can finally turn in a score to all those colleges wanting to offer her scholarships. She graduates this Spring, then she's off to a-college-to-be-determined and I won't be able to hold her and make things better anymore.
Until then, I think I'm going to go check on her and make sure she's OK.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
To Be Or Not To Be
That's the question I'm confronting right now. Well, ok, Shakespeare was really talking about suicide, and that's not the question I'm confronting. But I am wondering if my blog should continue to be. I haven't updated since August, and I don't know if I'll update again soon. Plus, this blogging endeavor seems to be the height in narcissism, since most of the people who read this are the people I work with, and you guys already know anything I'd post on here. In fact, most of the "blog worthy" events in my life are experienced with you guys.
So I'll have to think about this. To be or not to be ....
So I'll have to think about this. To be or not to be ....
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Yellowstone Day 2
Wow what a day! Our first stop at the park was old faithful then we stopped at biscuit basin and played in the river. Jess and her friend got soaked :) then we took the south loop around the park, saw some animals, hot pots, and great scenery. We're finishing dinner and i'm ready for bed!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Yellowstone Trip
Well everyone made it here alive and camp is set up. Dinner is cleaned up, desert will be shortly, and i'm enjoying the last of the dying embers. The trip up went faster than i thought which was a relief :) tomorrow we explore the south end of the park-i think- so until then!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Less than a month away ...
The boards are all ready just waiting for the names to be filled in. I can't wait!
A Letter
Dear Man-With-Excessive-Body-Hair,
I saw you in your sporty tank top this afternoon, and just thought you'd appreciate some friendly advice. Even though it's a sweltering 79 degrees outside, and that tank top is probably the only thing between you and death by heat exhaustion, odds are it really wasn't the best wardrobe choice today--or ever.
A better choice would have been the removal of your excessive body hair. You could shave it off, wax it off, pluck it out--I even hear Nair works pretty well. With the hair gone you could channel your 1980s, tank-top-wearing personality any time you like, and I wouldn't risk losing my lunch. Or, if these options sound too painful/time consuming, you could just wear a t-shirt and cover up the hair.
Because guys with excessive body hair should not wear tank tops. It's gross.
Sincerely,
Your Friend
I saw you in your sporty tank top this afternoon, and just thought you'd appreciate some friendly advice. Even though it's a sweltering 79 degrees outside, and that tank top is probably the only thing between you and death by heat exhaustion, odds are it really wasn't the best wardrobe choice today--or ever.
A better choice would have been the removal of your excessive body hair. You could shave it off, wax it off, pluck it out--I even hear Nair works pretty well. With the hair gone you could channel your 1980s, tank-top-wearing personality any time you like, and I wouldn't risk losing my lunch. Or, if these options sound too painful/time consuming, you could just wear a t-shirt and cover up the hair.
Because guys with excessive body hair should not wear tank tops. It's gross.
Sincerely,
Your Friend
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