I don’t get terribly easily offended. I’m shockingly okay with people disagreeing with me on the internet. I like to talk about things when people disagree with me and vice versa. Sometimes I learn things. Sometimes they learn things. Sometimes … Continue reading
Yesterday was American Thanksgiving. I spent it in the company of a few of my many loved ones. I ate a lot of really tasty food, including sweet potato with marshmallow which my sons are calling Marshmallow Lasagna. I indulged … Continue reading
Note: This post dates from 11/22, was lost (or so I thought) in a frustrating glitch, and has just been recovered from Drafts. Enjoy!) The frost has come well and truly to Blisstopia. The yard, still trying for greenery, is … Continue reading
My younger son, who is four and a half, piped up on the way home from dropping off his brother at school: “When people die, mom, they leave their house behind! And they leave their blood behind, and the pipes … Continue reading
I like coffee. I like it a lot. I remember the first time I had coffee. I was only 7 or 8, and my dad gave me some money from the till and sent me to the little convenience store … Continue reading
Last night I had that dream again. I have had it nearly every night for so many nights now, and I do not know why it keeps happening. In this dream, I am walking through the garden, and I come … Continue reading
They moved into the house on a Saturday, and despite the worries from the weather reports that it was going to be raining all the while, the Muddletons got all their things moved in with nary a drop upon the … Continue reading
It was a full moon that night, of course. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s kind of foolishness to go walking through the woods at night, but I could SEE, you know? And I’d played in that section of the woods … Continue reading
First I just thought my eyes were dry. I was at work, and the HVAC system had finally just switched over from the summer air conditioning to the winter heating (The receptionist was joking to one of the IT guys … Continue reading
I wish the weirdest part of my story was how I came to be abandoned in the middle of the Cement Desert. I wish it was how I got dragged into a deal over my head and things went pearshaped … Continue reading