July 6th, 2009

In which you get what you ask for, and I had to ask for an adventure.
For the 4th I stood in a wheat field on the east side of town with Landi, my 23-year-old friend who just graduated from culinary school, and burned sparklers while watching the professional shows off on the horizon. We completed [...]

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In which I had entirely too much damned fun at the party, just like I knew I would, but oh holy FUCK my head hurts. And the word of the day is ‘bittersweet.’
I went over to Baby Girl’s yesterday afternoon intending to stay only long enough to firm up our transportation plans to the party, [...]

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February 15th, 2006

In which you see the progress my househusband has made.
While it’s true that there are piles of clothes all over the house, the floors haven’t been swept in weeks, and there are little chunks and flecks of dried foods stuck to the kitchen counters, my home-bound husband has been doing a little something ’round the [...]

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January 24th, 2006

In which you all immediately feel very, very sorry for Bread.
This morning, the toilet backed up. All over the bathroom floor.
When I went downstairs to get ready for work, the floor was wet and Bread had a box fan running to dry it. “You,” he snapped, “will not put any more kleenex in the toilet!” [...]

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October 5th, 2005

In which I review all the big stuff. Did I mention I think I’m having a mid-life crisis?
Basically, in reviewing my life, I suddenly noticed a few trends. A couple of things popped into my head with disturbing clarity while I was talking with my friend Deb in New York, and a few more have [...]

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July 27th, 2005

When I drive to work in the morning, this is what I look at.
Miles and miles of green Iowa farmland.
I suppose it’s idyllic, but I’ve lived out in the country long enough that I have to deliberately enjoy my surroundings to notice them at all.
Below is the stop sign at the end of my gravel [...]

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July 23rd, 2005

There is a clutch of baby chicks living in the air conditioner in our bedroom window.
Why birds would decide to lay eggs in a window unit AC is beyond me, but the babies have been cheeping their little hearts out for two days now.
And yes, the unit has been running 24/7 since Brett [...]

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July 11th, 2005

Yesterday I napped. A lot. (Why must I have yet another fucking cold?) I also waxed the kitchen floor, and it looks pretty cool. I still have never cleaned the top of the fridge, and we’ve lived there for four years. (The way I figure, if something’s above my head and I can’t see it, [...]

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July 4th, 2005

Remember that tree that fell on one of Brett’s trucks during a recent storm?
Well, now it’s bark dust. The branches, anyway. The trunk is now firewood.
Brett rented a chipper from 1-Stop yesterday, and I helped him shove enough wood through it to fill the entire back of his full-sized pickup’s bed.
That is ONE. SCARY. [...]

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June 30th, 2005

I’m at work.
Last night a tree crushed one of Brett’s many trucks. I’m a bad wife, I suggested he’d be less traumatized if I were hit by a tree. (I’d be more sympathetic if he didn’t have so many trucks.) The storm was awesome. I barely slept at all.
I can swallow without pain. When [...]

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June 17th, 2005

Walking through the laundry room, I heard something scratching inside the furnace. Bindu heard it too. We went to investigate.
I determined the sound was coming from behind our 50-year-old gas furnace’s removable panel. I put my hand on the handle, and Bindu stationed herself at my feet to catch whatever might fall out and munch [...]

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May 16th, 2005

I’m uploading pics of my new tattoo in the background, but since I’m on dial-up out here in the sticks, it’ll take forEVer. And yes that is my ass crack, thank you. (If you’ve never had a tattoo: the reason it looks like this is that it’s new, which means it’s still a little swollen, [...]

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