weapons of massdistraction

I think poor Olive has finally had enough of Freddy, because she made a break for it this morning. Like, for real. Normally her escape attempts are limited to the front steps. But this time she bolted down the block. When I gave chase I managed to rip my damned jeans. In the crotch. [...]

Been sacrificing sleep for the love of Scrabulous and/or for insomnia’s sake. I am one groggy girl.
So…yesterday morning I had some new furniture delivered. Real furniture. No more crappy futon couches or hand-me-downs for me. I hit up the Room and Board Outlet. Yeah, I felt a bit conspicuous-consumer, all surrounded by yuppies, but I [...]

I’ve shacked up with menfolk for over ten years of my adult life, but for the last year I’ve been sleeping alone. In a ginormous queen-sized bed. I could totally sprawl, spread-eagle, across the middle of it. Or sleep diagonally. Or heck, I’m so short I could just about stretch out horizontally. But no, every [...]