I know you’ve got to be getting tired of hearing about my chemo brain in all my ramblings on the Interwebz. Day after day it’s my go to excuse for the stupid things I do – locking myself out of the house, placing dinner in the oven but never turning it on, continuing to watch Parks [...]
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Crush Obviously my week got a little off track – a broken heart will do that to a girl. Before I move on from last week’s unofficial fine arts theme, I wanted to tell you about my trip to see Kate’s (my sister-in-law) exhibition while I was in North Carolina. Before we cruised to the gallery, [...] I’ve got a terrible hankering to start a new painting. I think I’ll encourage this desire as it’s slightly healthier than my other current hankering – to make a pan of fudgy brownies and eat the entire pan in one sitting. They’re both pretty damn messy and time intensive, but I think I’d rather have the [...] Aerial Farm Suddenly I was all alone with Mustache Man as we made our way back towards the buildings. “You know, I was more familiar with the older siblings, but I remember your Mom, too. I don’t think she remembers me. We didn’t really interact. I was scared to death of her, honestly.” Welcome to the club, buddy. Rocco [...] Walk With Us I have a few NYC tourist activities on my list of things that I MUST do, but somehow never have. I want to climb to the crown of the Statue of Liberty. I want to ride the Tram to Roosevelt Island. But the number one MUST do item on that list is walk [...] I’m not sure how it happened exactly, but somehow the whole weekend focused on my crotch. How many people say that after spending a weekend with their brothers? Thom and I got in late enough Friday night that we didn’t tackle anything terribly ambitious. Drew had already been in Ithaca a week exploring every nook and cranny [...] It’s funny. Well, it’s not so much funny as in “ha ha” funny. Then again, it’s not really funny in a “weird” sort of funny way. I guess it’s more of an “awkward” funny, like “wow-that-mime-is-restringing-a-tennis-racquet-while-singing-”kookaburra-sits-in-the-old-oak-tree” kinda funny. No, that analogy totally leaves out the disturbing angle. I guess it’s more of a “small-shackled-child-in-mime-makeup-restringing-a-tennis-racquet-while-singing” type of [...] Question: What do you call 10,000 lawyers on the bottom of the sea? Answer: A good start. We’re finally off to the aforementioned good start. I just mailed a big ‘ol mamajamma of a check to retain my new lawyer, Bob. So far, I’m pretty sure he’s nifty. He was recommended by my original lawyer and I’d hire [...] |
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