Tonight I had to leave work, hit a bunch of dollar stores in search of rubber snakes, drop a costume and sandwich off for Lila who was headed to a kids Halloween bash on campus, rush to a board meeting where I mostly wanted to punch myself in the face because of all the time wasting and histrionics, and then realized I forgot to pick up the new market signs. I got home at 7:30 and cracked a beer...
This is the way my brain works
I thought about my dad a lot today. At lunchtime I ran out to do some errands (Target to pick up a few b’day cards and gifts, shampoo, cat food, lip balm, and then to Office Max in search of legal pads of graph paper and a certain micro-tip pen - fail). On the drive, I left him a message saying I hoped he was having a better day today. He hasn’t responded. He’s dead, right?...
SRSLY - Arrested Development is the best.
Toni, I just ate a plate full of barely-cooked...
I’ll think of you every time I make the blankets flutter tonight.
we pitched a tent at night: a weary heart, a... →
mkimarnold: My friend C. is in love with a man she cannot have, and the fact that she cannot have him, I think, is part of the appeal. We meet up when I am back in town, and she tells me about the books he has written, the books he continues to write. Do you know she never reads them? She is talking… This is beautiful and true, and triggering a few stories in the dark corners of my...
Muscle relaxant haze
I overslept by two hours and barely have time to get us out the door, but my back feels better. Hope I don’t wrench it in the hurry of the next 20 minutes.
8:30 and I'm in bed
Waiting for the muscle relaxant to kick in. My back started it’s shenanigans again this afternoon, and I’m attempting to nip it in the bud. My new cross-trainers will be here in a few days and I intend to get back in the groove. The shoes I’m trying to use kill my feet, which should come as no surprise considering i bought the fool things in 2001. Anyway, totally in bed stoned...
How my day is a run-on sentence
So far I have written 300 words on the novel, intending to write 1500, but then I got up to make pancakes, and then Lila asked me to help her hang cobwebs on the front porch to complement the little graveyard she and Daddy made in the front garden bed in front of the pear tree, which is when I noticed the giant bin of 20 pie pumpkins sitting on the front porch waiting for me to roast them for the...
Mother. Fucking. Leaf blowers.
Ruining autumn, an otherwise spectacular season, since the late 1950s. The sumbich who starts and stops his leaf blower every four minutes two doors down from me is damn lucky I’m not also in the PMS part of my cycle today. Also, the windows on our house are the biggest pain in the ass to clean, ever. I’ve been at this one window for over an hour, and have managed to break the track...
OMG this headache
Woke up with a head full of yuck, a scratchy throat, a burbly tummy, and confirmation that yesterday’s fear that I picked up some nasties a the market is indeed correct.
The best part? He didn't wear a coat.
Needless to say, he's on his bike, and left the...
Ty: I missed my ride's call this morning so he thought I must be sleeping and is already at work. Can you drive me?
Me: What's wrong with your bike?
Ty: It's f*bleeping cold as hell out there.
Me: And yet, you still haven't bothered to go get your drivers license. You think it's cold now, just wait until January.
Took two ibuprofen
And tucked myself into bed. I’ve had a headache for three days now due to low pressure and sinus shit, but it was made 1000x worse today when I had to sit in a two-hour staff meeting between two women who need a lesson in A Dab’ll Do Ya. Nasty Mauddamn perfume that I can still smell inside my head nine hours later-each equally heinous and each competing for every molecule of oxygen in...
On making mistakes
Yesterday afternoon while I was counting 3000 wooden nickel tokens for the market, and doing my bookkeeping as best I could, I watched Paranormal Activity on Netflix. Why the hell did I do that? It’s like I sat down in my dining room and shouted out to whatever the hell it is that makes it so I can’t move my hands in the early hours of the morning that I’m ready for another...
Just home from the Gillian Welch, Dave Rawlings...
Two encores. Last song was White Rabbit. Unbelievable. I still have goosebumps from the epic harmonies and the perfect storytelling through song. So many times I thought, this is how well I want to write my stories-so well that one word paints an entire scene with several senses and places it in time with a hammer blow. Here. I’ll say it again; four blocks from my house. Pinch me. Next...
I do not understand Excel. I’ve just wasted HOURS trying to set up a thing to track the market’s EBT program. Tokens in. Tokens out. EBT purchases. Credit/debit purchases. Program management fees. By vendor. By day. By month. By year. My brain just slid out onto the keyboard. What a mess.
Holy hot flash when I'm already showered and...
He added that he was disappointed that members of Congress from New York,...– this, in a nutshell, is what is wrong with america constituents are not the fatcats who give politicians the money they are the everyone In Private Conversation, Wall Street Is More Critical of Protesters - NYTimes.com (via fred-wilson) they need to understand who their 1% is, apparently....
I woke up to find everyone Yaking all over my dash. What the yak?
10:10 is not as magical as 11:11
Especially when it turns to 10:11 before I finish typing.
Great, Chris is all mad at me now because I woke...
Oh my Maude these cats will not survive this night. PEWP.
On my pillow.
I figured out where the dead cabbage/broccoli stink in my dining room was coming from (rogue broccoli in Lila’s backpack), but what the fuck is this cat poo stench ON MY PILLOW?
On my lunchless lunch break I answered a dozen market-related emails, contacted two more farmers about producing in high tunnels for the winter market, submitted quote requests for flyers for the winter market and for the EBT program, finished the grant request for the EBT program, touched base with the folks who host our holiday market, had a fan-fucking-tastic chat about rebooting and moving...
Having another one of those nights where I reblog posts with my own commentary added, then realize that I totally sound like I’m at loose ends, so I tell myself to gurl, please, STFU, and delete said post. I think I’m up to seven? But, I got home from a 10 hr work day (after 2 hours working at home - followed by two more hours working at home, with about an hour drive cut in half...
ronbailey replied to your post: Oddity I can’t stop looking at this. So much going on. What does it mean?!
My right nostril is producing nuggets. I’m about four seconds away from shoving the service end of a chop stick up in there to dislodge its latest creation.
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