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Archive for March, 2007

I love Target. Tarjay, etc. etc. They have great cheap knocking about clothes.
But, if you believe the sizes on the hanger and don’t look inside the garment, you’re going to be bamboozled. I’m an idiot. An idiot.
Two weeks ago I bought a pair of lovely seafoam green linen pants-pants for summer. The hanger said my [...]

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Aligned or Unaligned?

As I was cleaning my purse, something I do only when Mr. Froth is balancing the credit card statement for which he requires many receipts, those receipts hiding in my purse, or when he needs change to wrap up…
Speaking of which, it’s completely mindblowing how much change you can accumulate and not even from sofas. [...]

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Job Titles Memerosity

Why, Keesie seems to have tagged me, of course, with no great details for me to follow, but I’ll just make shit up.  From what I understand I can list jobs that I’ve not necessarily been paid for, but that, um, have also produced remuneration in kind. Works for me. Jobs. Of sorts. During one’s life. [...]

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Dreams de Fatigue

Something to be said about crashing and burning at 9 PM several nights in a row after working. The dreams just have an unbelievable life of their own. Even after sleeping for four hours and waking up-which is de rigueur for me-and then falling back asleep for 30 to 45 increments at a time until [...]

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Well, hmmm, golly. We’re down three annual meetings. Which means now all we have to mess with are the normal night meetings. Annual meetings are two to three hour affairs, four to five if you work them, that include meeting rooms and foodstuffs and all of that minutiae.
They’re done. Yippee yi kiyay. All I’ve had [...]

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It is a jungle

This split leaf philodendron used to be a normal pot-sized philodendron. The kind one would have in their house.
In our climate, barring horrible freezes, everything reverts back to whatever genetic code that screams out “I WANNA GROW! OUTTA MY WAY!” We have pothos that has covered the entire back yard almost and crawled up the [...]

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Ow

Beat me, whip me, chain me.
Me: “So, could you PLEASE rip open the 300 bags of mulch we have so I could spread them while you mow.”
Mr. Froth: “Wuss.” But, he does it.
Me:”Shit and shit and shit this stuff is heavy and hard to spread and HOLY moly what the heck did I step on [...]

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Soldiering On

The yard will not defeat me. We shall work together in a synergistic mode, shifting our paradigms, achieving our goals as we work through our objectives.
What a pile of shit. Which is what I almost sat on while planting my petunias! Thank you. Thank you. I’ll be here all day.
The mulch almost got me but [...]

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Crapaloni

The last week has been weird. Filled with free-floating anxiety. Just an underlying stomach-roil and dissonance with everything in the world. I’ve creeped myself out at a couple of points with my reactions to certain things. I mean, I creeped myself out. I disappointed myself mightily. It was icky.
Plus, I’m pooped from meetings. Plus, I [...]

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Musicale

Rick Sousley is who we saw this evening. He’s quite good. I would actually pay money to see him somewhere, not that I ever go to large concerts. But, he and his band were wonderful. Swing, honky tonk, country. Really good. I recommend him. I even bought a CD which I shall take to work [...]

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