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This morning I awoke to the sweet dulcet tones of Mildred wailing as she tried to claw her way out of the water bowl she’d somehow fallen into around 6am. Seriously. I’m starting to wonder if managed to find a kitten even dumber than Lucy.
Thanks for all the sweet comments and notes yesterday, Interwebz. I didn’t [...]
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Generally speaking, I don’t give a rat’s ass about sport stuff. For example, I know that there are two football teams up here that both play in New Jersey, but I really couldn’t say for certain if they’re both NY teams. I’m pretty sure the Jets are NY. I can’t remember what the other one is [...]
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Bad news. I’ve been racking my brain for days (ok really only the past 30 minutes or so when I realized what today is) for some witty and creative April Fool’s prank for today’s post. I’ve got nothing. I am devoid of funny. I can’t decide if I should blame chemo brain, allergies, or Rod Stewart.
Even [...]
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A bazillion years ago, I dated a patchouli smelling, guitar playing, ponytail wearing hippie I’ll call Ryan. He was working his way through a double major in music and religion when we started dating. (Look, I went to a Quaker liberal arts college in the nineties. What else did you expect?) He was also a [...]
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My favorite voicemail, which I just can’t bring myself to delete, is from my mom. There’s no greeting, no introduction, no pleasantries, just one sentence: “Just wanted to tell you it’s fucking snowing here.”
Sing it, sistah.
Someone please tell me that it’s not really still snowing. Tell me that all the white shit in the [...]
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Save your “oh but I LOVE the snow” vagina face for someone who cares. I hate Snow. Snow is dead to me. It’s simply over between the two of us. Snow and I will never, ever get along. Just stop trying to get us back together already.
We were in love once, you know. We were young, [...]
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As a general rule, I’m not a very picture oriented blogger. Sometimes though, words simply won’t suffice. Last weekend was such a time. Game on.
Thom and His Candle
Dad in His Scrubs
To the left is my little brother Thom. People say we look A LOT alike. I suppose it’s hard to tell in that picture, [...]
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Although Dad’s retirement party was snowed out, we still managed to keep ourselves entertained. Drew and Kate even made it out from Durham. The conversations only get worse when you add in another brother.
You HAVE to be getting tired of these little fly-on-the-wall excerpts, but I just can’t stop myself. So here’s one more. Fortunately I’m [...]
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I’m back in the ‘boken after traveling well over a thousand miles in under eighty hours. I’m crunchy. I’m stinky. And I’m still haunted by the fruity/chemical taste of the endless Bojangles and Diet Mountain Dew fueled burps that my brother consistently managed to blow into my open mouth every time I turned to yell at [...]
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After sharing such tasty treats from the Salad Cookbook, Mike decided to peruse the Casseroles volume of the series. Before you run away screaming, I promise there’s no jello.
Yes, There's a Whole Set
Mike: Corned Beef Casseroles – PLURAL! *page flipping* ‘Shallow rectangular glass dishes are the backbone of casserole cookery.’
Me: Find me something really gross.
Mike: [...]