Entries from November 2011

Sunday Bloody Sunday is played at a tempo of 103 beats per minute.

November 20th, 2011 · 14 Comments · NaBloPoMo

You guys, I was just getting ready for bed (at 8:55 because I’m cool like that) when I remembered NaBloPoMo. Is this month almost over? I’ve spent a lot of time in my car (driving to the store and back home and to the pharmacy and back home and to the bookstore and back home) [...]

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Oh! The Google!

November 19th, 2011 · 21 Comments · NaBloPoMo, Will it make me sick?

Lady at Pharmacy: You’re back again? Me: I’m back again. Lady at Pharmacy: You’ve still got the lice? Me: I don’t have the lice. BUT, both of my kids do. It’s SO much better than it was two nights ago, but we’re still not completely done with it. We’re close. Lady Behind Me: Oh! YOU’VE [...]

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Lachrymosity

November 18th, 2011 · 14 Comments · Cucumbers aren't always cool., NaBloPoMo

You might not know this, but: A lot of things make me cry. Example: I love singing in the car to this song. BUT, when I get to the 2:48 mark? I lose it. AND, when the cat sings, “I know you’re strong”? I nearly have to pull over. (Confession: I just dragged the arrow [...]

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I don’t drink whiskey. Please send whiskey.

November 17th, 2011 · 18 Comments · NaBloPoMo, Will it make me sick?

So, today’s NaBloPoMo entry is going to be a short one. It seems that Meredith has lice. LICE. LICE!!! I have been to Walgreens, where I purchased $38,495 worth of lice-killing products. I am flipping out a bit. (More than a bit.) Why am I suddenly itching?! WHY?!?!?! (Blue Sky: This will be The Thing [...]

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Nothing that a few more antibiotics can’t kill!

November 16th, 2011 · 8 Comments · NaBloPoMo

It seems that I’m spending my day In a waiting room with Rachel Ray. My gyno is late, I’m hating this wait. Rachel’s turkey? Bedecked on a tray! The ride to the office was sweet. Through a drive-thru for caffeine and heat! Skinny caramel latte, It’s good for my bottay! I fear I shall soon [...]

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Singing pork! Dancing veal! What an entertaining meal!

November 15th, 2011 · 19 Comments · NaBloPoMo

Do you remember a few days back when I was lamenting about how a typical family of four cannot afford to see a show (specifically, Beauty and the Beast) at the Fox Theatre? Jasmin left a comment encouraging me to call the box office and ask if they sell rush tickets. I did, and yes! [...]

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Come and join the dream that never ends.

November 14th, 2011 · 8 Comments · Daily, NaBloPoMo

On Friday, I sent Meredith to a birthday party wearing only a shirt and tights. (I didn’t realize her legwear wasn’t leggings until she sat down for dinner and I noticed that her “leggings” had a really strong seam up the back side, and that I could see her skin through them.) Party like a [...]

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Whatever differences our lives have been, we together make a limb.

November 13th, 2011 · 9 Comments · Daily, NaBloPoMo

As you know, I started running on September 7th. I used a Couch to 5K program, and as much as I hated it, I also sort of loved it. (Honesty: I loved when the little voice in my iPod told me that the workout was over. That felt good.) On Monday, September 19th, also known [...]

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These are the nights of which Elton John sings…

November 12th, 2011 · 7 Comments · NaBloPoMo

Yesterday at this time, Jeff was in California. He’s now in North Carolina. (He was in St. Louis from midnight until seven in the morning—just long enough to let the dogs out for their middle of the night thing and hang out with Meredith and I as she dealt with one of her stomach aches [...]

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Maniacal Barking and Petty Complaints

November 11th, 2011 · 14 Comments · Daily, NaBloPoMo

The thing about the dogs is that although they’re ready for bed at 10:00 (and so am I), they tend to want to take a break from their crates sometime between 2:00 and 4:00 in the morning to go outside and do their business. More often than not, they will then return to their crates [...]

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