Posted in Uncategorized on September 30, 2007 | 8 Comments »
Pete Carroll has a face you’d like to take a pie to. Prissy-faced hissy boy. Which is why Mr. Froth and I devised The Dickhead Game last night.
Since OUR team lost we thought it would be prudent to watch and root for MY alma mater, University of Washington, to topple USC. As you know, or [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 30, 2007 | 3 Comments »
I was pulled forth into consciousness by Mr. Froth slamming his hand against the wall underneath the window next to my side of the bed. We could hear a plop. bump. plop. and groggily thought the mice were back. Mr. Froth opened up the door to the deck, poked his head out to look at [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 29, 2007 | No Comments »
I even volunteered to go out on the deck to pee over everything.
METAPHOR ALERT! METAPHOR ALERT! Not really! I don’t do that. Not that I remember, anyway.
This refers to a previous post about leaving the room during critical moments during the OU/Colorado game when they’d come to the fore while I was absent.
Apparently it didn’t [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 29, 2007 | 4 Comments »
This is too good. Too easy. Like shooting meerkats in a computer-generated burrow. Not that I would, but I liked that simile.
I was diligently studying my copy of In Style magazine, which I felt compelled to link to since as how I never actually subscribed to it after my free introductory subscription expired that I got [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 29, 2007 | No Comments »
Of course we’re watching OU play Colorado. Every time I leave the room, to use the bathroom, blow my nose, check the blog, I help them continue their forward progress a bit. In those situations when there might be a few roadblocks.
Thusly, Mr. Froth and our friend keep encouraging me to drink more liquids or [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 28, 2007 | 4 Comments »
I’ll probably have to hand over what’s left of my left boob in penitence to someone, but.
I’m so totally tired with the obtrusive marketing of breast cancer. I don’t like the color pink. I question whether all the money raised goes for what it’s supposed to. I went to the obligatory “luncheons” and took the [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 28, 2007 | 7 Comments »
Five years ago this month I received results from my annual mammogram, which I had skipped for a year and a half after being a good do bee and doing it annually for however long, and a special word sprang out at me on the report. “Spiculated”. One doesn’t want to hear “spiculated” when it [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 28, 2007 | 7 Comments »
The Frothmistress wishes to provide guidance to those who wouldst avoid effecting miscues, to those who might be victims of those miscues, and to discourse in general on the subject of sexual harassment.
Ooh. While flipping through the thesaurus to find some other word for produce, since as how I used that one already, I came [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 23, 2007 | 6 Comments »
Our neighbor is going to come over to fix the shower stem. That’s really nice and lovely and fine and by golly, do I get to go to bed at a reasonable hour?
He’s not here yet. He’s one of two who kept us up the other night solving the problems of the world. Now, shower [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on September 23, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Cripes is funny. Just totally funny. And, like, our age. My and Mr. Froth’s, like that. Not that that has any bearing on anything, just that the comments about the infirmity crap hit home. The cart thing just about had me falling on the floor. Gad, no. No falling on the floor. And the purse [...]
