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I’m a BLUE pen girl. And at my new cubicle in non-profit world? I am finding many, many black pens. I write with BLUE pens! Can I justify…
Oh dear. I haven’t yet blogged about the joys of co-parenting FOUR cats…I might as well being somewhere. Mark and I are hanging out in our *Middle Room*…
Week of Employment! Ah, this week has been a crazy ride! My dearest future intended got an offer for employment here in good ol’ Buffalo a few days…
Another one of those fun filled free Buffalo events that I never had the chance to attend…the Cinema Sotto Le Stelle. “Aw, ma, I love him awful.” Mark…
BloggerCon IV: My unofficial count of attendees…by blog affiliations. All Things Jennifer, Brisket for Chucklehead, Byzantium Shores, Buffalo Pundit, Buffalo Geek, Red’s Basement, Punaro.com (two bloggers one blog),…
BLOGGERCON IV was a meat-lovin’ grillin success! And while Val and Kevin, LC Scotty and the Mrs. and Mark and I wore down the evening…these people were already…
My friend Stephanie in Cleveland turned 30 this year. She decided to be proactive and has been planning a surprise bday extravaganza at her house for this very…
Mark and I had dinner last night. Dinner at our house. And it was odd. I came home from work exhausted. And all I wanted was a nap….
The whole blog thing is weird. Last Spring when I was in the dark doldrums of evil, I deleted my blog. All of it. Intentionally. At first I…
Mark took me to see Jaws at the Dryden this weekend. I LOVED LOVED LOVED this movie. I know, I am one of the few left in the world…
“Crooked landing, crooked landlord…this is where we used to live.” Apartment cleaned. Keys turned in. All done. I know we don’t live here anymore We bought an old…
Pet Peeve? If you see a number on your caller ID/cell phone as a missed call…do you call the number back and say “Did you call me?” without…
Charity Vogel from the Buffalo News wrote an article in today’s newspaper: Popping the question-What was once a simple proposal has evolved into a complicated and stressful way…
My current landlord…is making it VERY difficult for me to move. I do not want to speak to him and have no reason to do so. I wrote…
So why have I been having stress dreams all week? I have the apartment key! And the big stuff has been moved… Besides the obvious…ahem. Tuesday night. I…
This week has been a roller coaster. Sunday, Mark came to town, no more job, only hope for the future in his pockets. And a few clothes We…
To delve into the past, we begin with my present-future. Cohabitation impending, yet my not too distant past constantly interfering. A bi-polaresque adventure into my more-than-30 years. Breathe….
The Attention of a Bald Man. Oh how I have lusted over George at a Jackdaw show or two, three, four… And yet, before I had the love…
Apartment hunting is getting to me. I have called at least, at least 200 places in the last 6 weeks. Ok, in fairness, we have only been looking…
I hate fancy TV remotes. No matter what, I cannot figure them out. My brother even wrote out a road map. And for some reason when I turn…
Music is Art-edotes. The Kids Village had a stage. Where little kids could get up and rock out with the instruments they made out of plastic fruit from…
My feets hurt. I smell of a unique combination of dirt grass sidewalkchalk chocolatefromiccreambar porta potty weebitofspiltbeer kerosene latenightportapotty and freezedried wet (alternate windy cold and sunny all…
We looked at *the place* together last night. Mark loved it too. My vibe wasn’t as, as, well…we gave her our application and told her flat out we…
Good grief! I know I have a lot of friends. I’m blessed with the best. And I know I am at *that age* BUTÂ holy traveling sperm, could…
1. Erin just told me she was at Bath and Body Works and she found PEACH! Peach peach peach peach peach peach peach! 🙂 My very favourite peach!…
I arrived at the M.A.S.H. bash in a funky vehicle. Thanks to Katie’s friend of a friend of a friend of 10 more friends. And I had on…
Blog depression coupled with apathetic (cyber)acquaintance syndrome. It happens to the best of us. I do blog for myself. I *heart* my blog. I love finding things…