Looking for a two-ply hefty bag…

Bob is gone on the annual company fishing trip up on Mille Lacs and won’t be home until tomorrow. From the day I moved in with him, we have not spent one single night apart. Tonight is the first time in over four years that I will be sleeping alone. I kind of don’t know what to do with myself. After Bob left this afternoon, I started laundry and then started the unnecessarily daunting task… Keep reading…Looking for a two-ply hefty bag…

Sleepless in the bear cave…

Sometime around 4 or 5 yesterday I started to notice a headache creeping in. When Bob got home from work we had errands to run and grabbed Potbelly Sandwiches for dinner. In the middle of Target the pain started getting worse. By the time we were halfway through Costco, I was feeling terribly nauseous and the pain was teetering on the unbearable. I took three Aleve when we got home and collapsed on a bean… Keep reading…Sleepless in the bear cave…

Domestic goddess I am not…

Making a grocery list is difficult. I know what we need, as far as our “usual” stuff goes. I just don’t know what to put on it in terms of variety and not crap. I don’t know what to put on it in terms of “new” stuff. Bob and I have been learning as we go when it comes to cooking. When we first met, after we moved in together, we ate out almost all… Keep reading…Domestic goddess I am not…