January 8, 2008
I told the MoH I was staying up here nights. At least that way I can get my blogging done. Jeez. Is there any reason WHY, if I don’t salivate over watching football, or baseball, or basketball, or hockey, or soccer, or poker, or curling (just wanted to see if you were paying the hell [...]
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December 14, 2007
The MoH’s birthday was yesterday. All was well until I ran out of gas. Not the gas in the car. Me. No. Not flatulence for gawd’s sake. Gimmeabreak here. I’m trying to keep it straight today. Energy. My get up and go not only got up and went — it never showed up. I’ve been [...]
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