My mother-in-law used to tell stories about when she was a child, growing up "dirt poor on a tomato farm" in Arkansas. One of my favorites is about how they were visited by their "city cousins." The siblings devised a number of absurd and not completely safe hazing activities, leveraging the naïveté of their cousins…Read more City cousins and sycamore saplings and Facebook
Three weeks ago(ish), I turned 43. I made some resolutions. Let's review them, shall we? First, I said I'd stop hitting the snooze button. This one has been going not-so-great. Okay - total honesty time: I just kind of forgot that it was something I had committed to do, and let it go by the…Read more +3 weeks(ish)
I'm not sure what kind of week I'll have (probably great, but travel during Super Bowl Hell may not have been the best idea), but to prepare myself I'm sitting quietly on the couch with a cat cuddled up next to me. That Luther special I never had a chance to watch is on the screen…Read more Tomorrow I head to Houston.
We had put it off long enough. It sat there in the train case we use to hold our incoming mail, before it overflows and we perform our usual sort/recycle/shred cull. The yellow sheet was to be updated, sealed into the provided yellow ballot, then returned in the provided white reply envelope. From there it…Read more Cast your vote.
I woke up late again this morning. I keep doing that - waking up before my alarm goes off at 6:30, my brain racing with giddy thoughts about the work ahead (nope, I'm not talking about that yet)... and then I cuddle in next to SHB and lo and behold it's an hour later than…Read more 43
Twitter. Kitten. Puttering around the kitchen. Oh, my workspace isn't perfectly set the way I want it. Let's rearrange my pencils. And my monitor. Ew. I need to clean my keyboard. It's filthy. No, wait. Focus. You can focus. Get with it woman! Focus. Medium. That's become a great place to lose track of whatever…Read more My days these days.