It is obvi­ous that I didn’t real­ize that I would be shar­ing my feather duvet with a 6’4,  200lb man.  I would have got­ten the King size.

Of absolutely lov­ing music that I denied in my younger years.  Dolly Par­ton, Linda Ron­st­dant (sp), blue­grass in gen­eral.
Blue Bayou should be sung by a woman.
There is no deny­ing Dolly.
Twang is not a neg­a­tive when you do it right.
And Elvis…Amazing.

There’s a scene in the movie Clue (a per­sonal favorite garbage brain movie) where this woman is scream­ing hys­ter­i­cally, uncon­trol­lably, being com­pletely irra­tional.  She is met by a quick slap in the face and abruptly stops.  Every­one looks at the smacker and his response is “I had to stop her from scream­ing.”
I’m not sure why […]

I got the Wii back up and run­ning last night.  Bowled a per­sonal best…  I think I might be replac­ing my nightly movie with Wii again for awhile.
It’s a shame really, being some­what active and stuff…what’s next skip­ping dessert?

Me:  “They should make toi­let reclin­ers.”
Sher­man:  “No…they shouldn’t”
Just one of the con­ver­sa­tions that hap­pens around our house…

The con­di­tioner I bought is stinky.  Not “not good smelling” but down­right stinky.  This is quite unfor­tu­nate because the win­ter, dry air and fre­quent hair dryer use is mak­ing con­di­tioner kind of a neces­sity.  I’m not really sure what hap­pened, I usu­ally do the in store sniff test on things that I haven’t used before, […]

I think really clean­ing your bath­room is a type of penance.  Because really, being forced to face your own gross­ness is a big deal.  It makes you think.
When I make lots of money one of the first things I’m get­ting is a clean­ing lady.  And every­day I will apol­o­gize to her and thank her.  And she […]

Sher­man has been clean shaven a few times in our rela­tion­ship.  Our wed­ding was one…he was some when we were dating…I can’t really remem­ber any oth­ers.
I remem­ber the last time shaved though, well not specif­i­cally the time, but my reac­tion, which was to the best of my knowl­edge “Oh my God!  What hap­pened to your face?!”
I […]

Every time I sit at this com­puter to write some­thing lately I go absolutely blank.  Like sit­ting here, mov­ing pen­cils around, refresh­ing a page for the mil­lionth time blank.  It’s quite irri­tat­ing actu­ally.  I think my brain is bro­ken or something.

It’s amaz­ing what a few extra min­utes, taken for your­self will do for your mood.  Granted, this morn­ing I took those min­utes to wash my face and brush my teeth with a kiddo attatched to my leg.  My few min­utes to pick out a nicer shirt and be cat hair free was met with whines […]