it's a convoluted mess
Saturday on our way home, we picked up dinner and took time to sit down and eat before we unpacked the car. Things trailed from the living room up the stairs to the bedroom. We changed into pajamas and took a nap. When we woke up, we slothed our way to the loft and turned on our computers for the first time since shutting them down six days before. I scrolled to the bottom of… Keep reading…Sweeter than sour…
We left home late Sunday night. We got home Saturday afternoon. … We saw Mt Rushmore. It was very cool. … Colorado was awesome. … Red Rocks was incredible. … The concert was FUCKING FANTASTIC. … We drove for over 32 hours and 1800-some miles. … The Curse of the Jetta™ struck TWICE. I am physically and emotionally exhausted. Processing this trip is going to take some time. For now…I need sleep. Because I am… Keep reading…Denver 2012…the prelude…
I always feel the need to commemorate anniversaries with essays waxing poetic about years gone by. Then I start writing and it takes off in an entirely different direction that I never intended and I end up scrapping the whole thing. Three years ago today Bob and I got married. He is my best friend. He is my saving grace. I love him more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human… Keep reading…What are you doing for the rest of your life?
I feel completely unprepared for this trip. I have little over 48 hours to get it all figured out. And here I sit, in bed with my computer. HEY, I’ve been doing laundry all day. I’m not completely unproductive here. Yesterday morning I was sitting at my desk when Bob walked into the loft for his morning pre-work intarwebz perusal. He sat down in his chair, logged into his computer, and leaned over, peering at… Keep reading…Can you hear when we call…
Every so often I get this trembly-shivery-thing happening. I shiver like I am frozen to the bone even when I’m not actually cold. What is this fresh hell? By happenstance, not that long ago, I was reading an article about anxiety—more specifically Generalized Anxiety Disorder—and it described twitching and trembling as a symptom. It got me thinking about the shaky-trembly bullshit I deal with and I think I solved the mystery. At least in part…. Keep reading…Let me prove it to ya…
Bob and I went to the State Fair on Thursday. We did a lot of walking and I’m still in pain, because I am ridiculously out of shape. The night before we made a list of the food we really wanted to try and a few other things we wanted to check out. One thing in particular I wanted to see was a vendor called Rock N Roll Jewelry—jewelry made from guitar strings and picks… Keep reading…Gonna turn out fine…