Month: February 2012

  • Three Day Weekend!

    One nice thing about working in the financial industry is you get every holiday the stock market does. There’s a debate at work: since the stock market closes when a former or current president dies, do we get that day off too? I’ve heard varying responses to this. I guess it’s up to Jimmy Carter…

  • I Need to Think with My Mouth Closed

    At work today, a co-worker completely frustrated me. You wouldn’t have guessed. I was pleasant, and polite, and when I left I turned the corner, closed my eyes a moment and silently mouthed, “Are you fucking kidding me?” Anyone could have walked into that aisle while my eyes were closed and seen me. As soon…

  • Sweet little surprise cheesecake

  • Gary Update / Valentines Day / More Freaking Good Weather

    Gary reports his migraine / fatigue / light sensitivty has improved by … “50 percent?” I just asked. “Oh, easily. 75 percent – no – 70 percent.” Now I’m concerned he knocked it down 5 percent. But, this round of drugs / passage of time seem to be working. ================ It is Valentine’s Day. We…

  • GNO

    The Best of Girl’s Night Out. Amazing concept. Tell people they can come over and “play with” your new range. “Let” them bake all the food. If I had just recently bought a new dishwasher I could have given them the privilege of washing the dishes. Somehow by the end of her life Mom had…

  • Marcia made cake AND Whitney Houston is dead

  • Tiniest Crown Roast Ever

  • I’ve Washed all Four Pajamas Twice in Twenty Four Hours

    I’ve been trying to pinpoint what made my intestines liquefy Wednesday at 2 p.m.. Thesis One: Typical 24-hour flu No fever. No nausea. I just had to sleep on a towel, shall we say. And then when I finally got a few hours of sleep uninterrupted by trips to the toilet I woke up AND…

  • The Remote War at Home

    The TV remote was busy tonight. I wanted to watch the CNN Primary Coverage. Gary wanted to watch Dance Moms. I don’t watch Dance Moms. I tried to watch it when it first came out. There was a dark-haried woman who convinced me if I gained some weight I could be a dance instructor. She…

  • My Two Friends Get in a Spat

    I have these two friends, Susan G and Pippi. I love them both. Susan G has HUGE boobs, is very athletic, always wears pink. Everyone loves her. Well, everyone loved her, until the big flap with Pippi began. Everyone loves Pippi too, because she always takes care of everyone, no matter who. That’s why I…