Every year our neighborhood has a mass yard sale. We have never been able to participate before, despite all the decidedly yard-salable goods we have amassed.
What’s up Doc
I went to the emergency room Saturday morning, not part of my weekend plans. I had a pain above my ankle that was so severe it made me cry to put weight on it.
Canine Stress
It isn’t the performance of the stock market or Washington’s inability to reach kind of consensus, though I am certain those things weigh heavy on their minds.
Card Party
I am pro-greeting card in the a general sense. I like the fact that cards are an inexpensive way to show someone you care. I enjoy receiving cards as well.
Underroos
Since I had any familiarity with men’s underwear, I have been on Team Boxers. I came to accept the inevitability of tightie-whiteys, but they were unpleasant.
Betty Spaghetti
As the holidays approach I enter the traditional state of heightened anxiety with an increased risk of depression. Sound like a public service announcement.
You Are Getting Very Sleepy
The latter part of last year found me fighting a losing battle with fatigue. Not just an average fatigue, but Rip-Van-Winkle-ing-through-entire-weekends tired.
Camel Toe Sausage Casing
I am uncomfortable with any level of positive self esteem in my life. I began the past two weekends feeling pretty good about myself, but quickly rectified.
Mom’s Day
I heard the tell-tale heaving of a puppy’s stomach. I jumped to move Betty to the floor and she presented me with the contents of her stomach for Mother’s Day.
Time for a Change (aka Midlife Crisis Take 2)
Edison said of his initial attempts to invent the light bulb I have not failed. I have tried 10,000 things that won’t work. I haven’t tried that many things.