I have a lot to do today.You can tell by the fact that I am sitting in bed wearing pants. Normally if I blog in bed I do so in my undies and a tank top because I know I have nowhere to hurry off to.So it is remarkable that I'm wearing pants.Often I will … Continue reading how to clean a kitchen…
black books…
I have this black book... no no no, not a little black book, not a little black book full of booty calls and conquests, if one of those ever existed it would be long gone by now. I have this black book. It's big and covered in canvas and made for drawing, sketching really.Now let … Continue reading black books…
you’ve got to funkifize…
Funk or Funkifize?My routine is thrown. Schedule? Blown. There is no such thing in these summer times. Part of me can get down with that no schedule sleep until 9... but here's the thing... I start to get into a funk after a while. I feel like I am turning into a lump. Just sitting … Continue reading you’ve got to funkifize…
tag my ass and call me lazy…
I've been tagged by Melanie here, in Orygun. Tagged. And I probably deserve it since I tagged her only last week for that 8 things thing and she complied so nicely... so here goes... the rules...Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your … Continue reading tag my ass and call me lazy…
where am I?
The last several days there have been A LOT of pictures taken around these parts. Tons. And not just by me. There have been videos too, I've had nothing to do with those.Why? Well cause Bubblewench has been to town. She brought hubbyman and her dad along too. It's been a blast. Good wine. Good … Continue reading where am I?
quickeeeeee
it's 8:39 and for the first time in a week or 2 (how long has K been on summer vacation? the days melt into one another until there is no difference) we are all awake...Mr. Kaos is already zipping off toward his huge conglomerate, K is watching Peep (sounds, dirty, but it's about a chicken … Continue reading quickeeeeee
impact
Yesterday as I sat in my neighbor's backyard chatting about this and that, watching our children play I noticed a bird house tucked into a tree. An old birdhouse, white and blue and faded with age but well built, love went into it. At the peak of it's roof was a cross making me think … Continue reading impact
I have a friend…
I know, it's hard to believe that someone could put up with me, aside from Mr. Kaos (cause we have a thing) but despite my many quirks and issues I do indeed have a friend. A couple in fact, but this is about one friend in particular.Chad.(yes Chad, you, I said the hookup would happen, … Continue reading I have a friend…
chirp chirp
wow...you hear that?crickets...where you at?
Dear K
You are growing up in a time I know nothing about. NOTHING.Don't get me wrong I know how to be a grownup in this world. It's the only one I've ever been an adult in. Can you see me living in Ancient Egypt or Victorian England? I think not...But when I grew up, I thought … Continue reading Dear K
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