Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: June 2008

  • The Story of Y

    Glossary X=Secret story, not suitable for Blog. PrologueLast weekend, Gary said, “So when you had lunch with your girlfriends…did you tell them about X?” (Shit! I did tell them about X. In fact, I think it came up in conversation when I said, “Hey! did I tell you about X?) I spent a quiet moment…

  • Three Unrelated Things

    Three of these things are not like the other. And there are only three. Usually I would tie these together with a theme, but I don’t think it will happen. WaveI was telling Marcia (Prius Owner) about the Curb You Enthusiasm episode in which Larry becomes enraged when a fellow Priusian doesn’t return his wave.…

  • The Best Cookies

    Gary was coming down with a cold this weekend. In fact, it was the cold I got a month ago. I felt such pity for him I made him oatmeal raisin cookies sans nuts. Now, the oatmeal raisin cookies are my specialty cookies, but the last few times I’ve made them they disappointed. This time…

  • Butterflies are Free to Fly

    If you find yourself with five butterflies, here’s what will happen. They will all emerge from the chrysalis while you are sleeping or looking away just for a moment. Then, they will sit apathetically for a day. Then, you will feed them sugar-dipped universalis flowers, which they will shun. After the wings are formed, the…

  • Observed in Our Living Room and Kitchen

    Scene: Expanded “Great room / eating area / kitchen” area in our almost-paid-off starter house. (——->)Mom’s leftover remaining remains are on top of the fridge. Gary complained from the kitchen, “The only place to put these snacks is on top of the fridge, and that’s where your Mom is.”I answered from the couch in the…

  • Man vs Wildlife

    Gary vs A Piece of FuzzWe have two bathrooms, which is a blessing at times, usually when we have Chinese delivery. One evening this week we were each in our respective bathrooms when I heard a shriek as if Gary was being skinned and given a salt rub. “AIIIIIEEEEEE!” Early in our marriage I would…