I am the accounting department, you’d think I would have a firm grasp of this stuff. Well, more like my hand was in the vicinity and touching this concept.
Category: Stuff
Here Comes the Judge
I have a confession: if you bring your children into the store where I work, I may judge you as a parent. I know that I don’t have actual children of my own.
Ali’s Fair in Love and War
I thought she was a mean girl and while I was not particularly fond of Vienna, I found Ali’s behavior towards her really unflattering and borderline cruel.
Bob and Di’s Excellent Adventure
I might beg to differ, my happiest place being the fur-covered sectional in front of the flat screen with my boyz all around – but you know, po-tae-toes.
Limitations – We All Got‘ Em
Not everyone was meant to be a parent. Or at least not everyone was meant to parent humans. Clearly Bob and I are qualified to raise and nurture canines, as evidenced by the five canines that…
The Change
It has happened. No, not the hot flashes kind of change. I have a grown up job. I know, right? I have reentered the land of the commuters and cube dwellers.
Freeze Frame
My sister in law, the mother of my godchildren, is obsessed with documenting the life and times of her kids. My niece and nephew are one and three respectively.
Let’s Get Physical
I have suffered with back pain for years. Last year it reached a critical point where I actually went to the doctor. I don’t like to rush into things.
Giving Thanks
I was thankful on Thanksgiving Day. Really, I was. Thankful for my family, my friends, my dogs, my home, my job and my health. And these were the blessings.
On Probation
So if it was my job to write here, I might have to fire myself. I haven’t even bothered to call in sick or request a leave of absence. I've been completely MIA.