gobble gobble, hey

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Since I’ve spent the last several posts extolling the fabulousness of my family and friends, I’ll spare the sap this time and …

step one

The packing is finished, with deepest thanks to Jin and Travis, without whom I would have been caught metaphorically somewhere between a chicken sans tete …

13 days and counting…

Yep, it’s begun. The wake-me-up-in-the-middle-of-the-night irrational paranoia that I won’t be ready for the movers when they get here, the completely insane worry that I …

oof

Carla was right. $2 bourbon is a recipe for disaster. I’m sure there are stories, but I don’t remember them. Also: T minus three weeks.

and the beat goes on…

As the sorting-out of my life in transition continues, I’m afraid I’ve become something of a broken record. It has been pointed out to me …

oh no, not again

It’s unbefuckinglievable. Then again, is it? It’s appalling, that’s for sure. I’m not the first to say it, and I won’t be the last. I’ve …

two in one day? surely not!

I know you’ve all been agonizing over what to buy me for Christmas this year. Despite last year’s winning Inappropriate Christmas Ornament (lovingly entitled And …

hurry up and wait

So I’m still spending a goodly chunk of my time repeating over and over (both in my head and out loud), “I work for the …