So, you slowly march towards your destiny, which you ASSUME is going to be a pile of partially digested grass and cat chow. But, it’s not. Oh Internets, IT’S NOT…. … More What the F*ck Chuck?
So, it has been two weeks since I have moved out on my own into a house with the kids. A lot can happen in two weeks. Basically I have become a plumber, someone is trying to kill me and if I did not have Google I would not survive in this cruel, cruel world. … More Broken Brakes and other Bullshit
I have moved a lot in the past 21 years, 10 times to be exact…. but most of those moves were with a moving company. Turns out? Movers are pretty important. Who knew? Heh. Let me tell you a sad sad story, internets. Once upon a time there was a girl who always moved with a … More Box Crisis: threat level RED
Talking to a 14 year old is like trying to have a conversation with someone who speaks only Japanese, and is very old, and has no memory or patience and also doesn’t like speaking to people EVER. Yesterday I was folding laundry, minding my own business, when Carsten walks out of her room and into … More Communication
1). Checking in at the gym. Just…. why? I get it if you’re running a 10k, or doing something special with a friend…. but if you’re just on the frickin treadmill, please spare me. 2). Selfies of you exercising. What are you looking for here?? If I wanted to stare at sweaty people I’d go … More 10 Things I hate about Facebook