it's a convoluted mess
1.) It snowed…a lot…Wednesday morning. Normally not headline news, but I had an appointment at 9AM twelve miles from my house and it took 45 minutes to get there in really slow traffic on un-plowed roads. Thank God I had Bob to drive me instead of having to drive myself. 2.) I met my new psychiatrist. She’s very monotone. She took a lot of notes. I shed a lot of tears and snot. When I… Keep reading…Never mind the reasons…
Insomnia. Sleep is for the weak. I got a call today (yesterday…whatever) confirming my psychiatrist appointment. Eleven days in advance. Close enough. At least I know they still have an appointment scheduled for me. Since I scheduled the appointment, I’ve had a strong feeling in my gut that something is going to go wrong by the time the appointment rolls around and I’ll be back to square one. It’s not just pessimistic tendencies at work… Keep reading…Keep sailing on…
The only time I listen to the radio is in the car. And that’s only when we’re out running errands. If I’m going any distance, it’s CDs or the iPod depending on which one of us is driving. Yet with as little as I actually listen to the radio, I swear I hear the same damn song every time I’m in the car. It has a poppy beat you can dance to and would probably… Keep reading…Something about chocolate…
Apparently 34 is the age at which I get stupidly excited for a new freezer in my house. Who knew? We’ve been planning for an upright freezer pretty much since we moved into our house. It wasn’t a priority and we wanted to make sure we had the money to pay for it outright. We’ve been doing that with most of our big ticket purchases. We figure out what kind of budget we need to… Keep reading…On to something big…
Bob and I had dinner at Noodles & Company the night he proposed. Romantic, no? We like pasta around here. Sometime after we moved into our house, I took to Google to find a copycat recipe for Noodles’s Pasta Fresca dish. I found something that involved the base ingredients listed on the menu and ended up tweaking it several times over to my own specifications, starting with the fact that I will likely never ever… Keep reading…Balsamic Garlic Pasta…Or Pasta Fresca…
It’s 2014. What. The hell. 2011 was “The Year of the House.” 2012 was “The Year of the Denver Road Trip…and Andy Grammer.” 2013 was The Year of…apparently if it ain’t one thing, it’s another, fucking Christ. — 1.) Where did you ring in 2013? At home. Bob was probably playing a game and I was probably writing (or staring at the internet). 2.) What did you do in 2013 that you’d never done before?… Keep reading…A Year in Review…2013…