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I’m off to Ithaca for some quality time with my brothers. I’ll be taking Bubba along with me, but I suspect I’ll be too distracted with hiking around the falls and dining at Moosewood to get my blog on. All the gory details will have to wait till Tuesday. Mike already called to discuss “the plan” (or [...] Drenched Diary Recently I had a bit of a water bottle malfunction and emptied a half liter of Jersey’s finest aquifer into my handbag. While Webster emerged unscathed from the depths of my purse, my moleskine did not survive. I was able to salvage a few quotes that must be documented before I toss this bad [...] Did you know today is THE day to celebrate vinyl? No, not the vinyl they used to sell at Drew’s favorite shop in the village. Also not the vinyl that my friend Dan the Creamed Corn used to make bed sheets (and a pair of shamrock pasties for Mom – that’s a whole other story). Nope! [...] Rocco has a new trick that he unveiled over the Fourth of July. We were all tooling around swimming in the lake, tossing balls about and occasionally splashing each other when he suddenly was inspired to show his new skill. “Duh nuh. Duh nuh. Duh nuh.” I eventually figured out that he was “singing” the theme song from Jaws. [...] My mom worries a lot. Like alotta lot. It’s kinda her thing. So much so, we siblings like to take turns being the one she’s worrying about. Sometimes it works out without much work. For example, I kept most of 2008 and the beginning of 2009 on lock down with that whole cancer bag. Drew kept [...] Gwen and I decided it was time to issue our own economic stimulus package, so we hit the shops yesterday. As Drew likes to say when we two head out with shopping on the agenda, “It’s a bad day to be a shoe.” I finally caved and bought a pair of those black leggings that everyone one [...] Sadly I’ve had to give up on the unofficial experiment to see just how long I can go without washing my hair. Six days, apparently. So here I sit, surrounded by newspaper and cardboard carnage with squeaky clean hair. Pitiful. I didn’t even make it a full week! Clearly my dedication and work ethic have waned. This [...] Lucy in a box I suppose it’s time to suck it up and write more about the house booshit. My house is a disaster and I’m literally sitting on a box as I type. Soon I’ll box up the desktop (yes she has a name but it’s explicit and I haven’t had a mimosa so I’m [...] Today was my first chance to wallow in slumber for the past week or so. Between all the housing booshit and preparing for and bonding with the family for Drew’s big birthday bash, I just got plum wore out. Of course I’ve decided that I’m fully and completely recovered, therefore I can conquer the world. I may have been [...] It turns out today is Limerick Day. Who knew? More over, who cared? But as I’m a little too angsty over recent housing developments to think about them further, I needed a distraction. And thus, my homage to Edward Lear and his lovely limericks. I’m surprised at how non-dirty these came out. (Yes Thom, that’s a [...] |
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