I sold my baby

I drove my Contour to work today. It’s been a while since I drove her last, and I haven’t driven her reguarly since June. As we zip along Hamilton Road with my A-tag dangling on the rear-view mirror, I hope that she isn’t mad at me for what I am about to do. At noon, […]

FartdueFondue

Recently we have embarked on a new leisure activity with our friends in the form of a fondue pot. Yes, we have gone old-school 70s style minus the disco and atrocious avocado-colored decor. We gather once every week or two and settle in for a long, social meal. There is much laughter to be had. […]

abode

Ahh, it’s been another bit of a while since I last posted, hasn’t it? Well, let’s just attribute that to the fact that I’m working again. It certainly isn’t laziness. Yeah. February is turning into quite a month. Not only is there a new job in the family, there is the potential for a new […]

back to college

Hmm, yeah, so I haven’t written in a while. Sorry about that. I’ve been staring at my phone for the past two weeks, willing it to ring. On Tuesday, it finally did. Now, I am proud to announce that after six months of suspecting, a month of preparing, thirty minutes of interviewing, an intense moment […]

generic after-christmas entry

Ahh, we are back from Christmastime in Birmingham and I’ve enough books to keep me in reading material for a good three weeks or so. Steven is up to his ears in computer games so he will be busy as well. Renton and Hermione were loaded up with catnip toys; they were literally bouncing off […]

Right on Target

Last Thursday was Thanksgiving, and Renton celebrated by leaving us some ‘dressing’ in the hallway that morning. Thank you, son. I cleaned it up since I was first out of bed, lucky me. My grumbling got Steven up. “Happy Turkey Day,” Steven said. “You know what I’m thankful for?” “What?” I asked. “That you got […]

mob mentality

Oh, Lordy, it’s Close to GameDay . . . and we’re playing Georgia. I enjoy/dread this rivalry game more than Alabama. My stomach is in knots just thinking about it. Speaking of knotted stomachs, guess who else is having the same problem: Georgia’s quarterback. May the stomach virus live long and prosper — at least […]