Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: May 2022

  • Package Warning

    Last week when I bought the zip-on fitted sheet (which is a bit deep for my mattress but delightful to zip off) somehow I entered my address one digit off. Jumped through a few hoops, got the sheets. Then I discovered on the USPS web site that I’d made the same mistake for a surprise…

  • Yet Another Mystery Solved

    Last month I lost the debit card for my health savings account. I imagine a lot of people did. This month the cashier at the drive through said, “I’m putting your card in this little white envelope and stapling it to the bag so you won’t lose it.” Yes? You mean the bag that has…

  • Socialization Update

    It has been about a week since I made my concerted effort to connect more with humans while isolated. Text ConversationsIt is remarkable how my phone has been battering me with text dings and buzzes. It seems the handyman texts, then the realtor, the property management company, the neighbor, my brother, and then the strangest…

  • Test

    I have been trying to model responsible health behaviors for Gary, and to that end (ahem), I am testing for colon cancer. This time: no prep, no sedative: I am using the Poop it -> Mail it -> Test it Cologuard test. I expected these supplies: a microscope slide, a wooden collection stick, and a…

  • Closing Day

    Well, today is the day we close on the sale of the house I grew up in. It feels awful to sell a house that’s been in my family for almost fifty years. awful, even though it’s the best possible conclusion: selling to the renters who have taken very good care of it for ten…

  • Weekly Paint Progress: 5/26

    Attempt 2 on the Blue Heeler went from this: … to this:

  • Treeple

    My brother lives in Albuquerque, town of his birth, where the air is too dry to cause any asthma flare-ups, and where he can say “I ate at that diner!” for every diner in Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul. He knows many meth addicts, because yes, they do have a lot of meth there…

  • In Which We Were Fired

    I was fired once, actually fired. I don’t mean semi-fired, like when I disappeared from the schedule at the IHOP, or when my teaching contract was not renewed after I refused to change a kid’s failing grade. I mean actually actively fired, pack up, turn in your badge. I was a cashier at the university…

  • What Worked Before

    This phase of the pandemic has been particularly hard for me. First time around, we were all in it together, and we banded together to keep ourselves entertained with online concerts and creativity and the entire globe was going through the same nonsense. Now the entire globe seems to be going on vacation, while three…

  • Busch for Senate

    Well, this is remarkable. A member of the Busch family (of Anheuser-Busch) seems to be entering public politics, as opposed to the politics practiced by the other influential St. Louis beer barons in her family. And she isn’t even a Borderline Busch, she’s Gussie Busch’s daughter by Gertrude the Blond. Her name is Trudy Busch…