Year-end can be strange and difficult. It is literally a dark time, even in the best of times. In the worst of times, we can feel hopeless and lost. But, in the darkest times, all is not lost, although we must sometimes dig deep into Pandora’s cherished box to find hope.
In Massachusetts, there is a mecca for the brewed barley connoisseur, with a name that resounds through the Tabby’s Place Lobby where one furry little Lord Hobo reigns(ish) supreme (depending on whether or not Olive has a say). Meanwhile, in sweet suite A, our Boom-Sauce brings the awesome sauce (please do not inform the author […]
Every since the dawn of language, humans have come up with quaint euphemisms for difficult subjects of conversation. I flatly refuse to provide any data or sources. Feel free to ignore or accept my word, and/or examine a few of your own. (Make it fun!)
Sitting with a wonderfully toasty heating pad wrapped around my right foot and Paul McCartney crooning about his love makes me feel all gooshy inside. Okay, not exactly gooshy, but nice. I like the song, despite the sappiness, and I really love the heating pad.
My right foot is cold despite my super adorable rainbow sock. It may have something to do with the ice pack (Much obliged, Loki, mistress of the misstep). My left foot is keeping metaphorical company. In short, now is worrying.
Because of the joys of social media (that assessment is equal parts sincere and sarcastic), by now, many of you have read about the new pet owner who informed his partner that the pets are not children, and he is not their father. After some time has elapsed, he arrives home from work, flings open […]
We all have atrocious days. Sometimes they make up a whole week…or more.
With so much going topsy turvy, and every day filled with queasy wonder about what will come next, it’s easy to forget about how much we have to be thankful for. Exhibit A: If you’re reading this blog, you either see things for yourself, or you have someone or a nifty technology to help. These […]
Ever start thinking, and then have your mind take off in one direction, then zing off in another until you have no idea how your thoughts got to the thought that led you to wonder about how you started thinking about what you were just thinking, and all that thinking made you forget everything that […]
I have a 10-year-old Scion xB. Because Scion was a subsidiary of Toyota, a Japanese company, and because Godzilla is a Japanese invention, and because Godzilla had a son, and because I am who I am, and because my husband knows all of that, my xB is named Godzuki.