I talk to him every day and I haven;t heard from him since Monday. He has a phone, so I’ve just been leaving messages. He isn’t at… Read more “My son is missing (he is home)”
Month: November 2009
Patterns and me
I can sew pretty much any pattern I can get my hands on. French, Spanish, Italian. Out of Japanese magazines . Doesn’t make a lot of difference.… Read more “Patterns and me”
Eeeek! No more needles!!
This DHE thing was supposed to cure my headaches forever. And I have gotten a break–four headaches in a month, which is way down from my usual… Read more “Eeeek! No more needles!!”
The one about being worried sick over my best friend
She has something weird in her brain MRI film. (If film is the word for whatever an MRI is on.) No answers yet, but when a DOCTOR… Read more “The one about being worried sick over my best friend”
The one about my guilty pleasure: Bridezilla
I happened upon a marathon of bad, bad, very bad behavior. It was so horrible, I am almost embarrassed to be a human. But with all of… Read more “The one about my guilty pleasure: Bridezilla”
The one about ugly facing me, day in and day out
It looks like this round of layoffs (the second set) is just going to miss me by two people and about 15 seniority points. And because I… Read more “The one about ugly facing me, day in and day out”
It’s not that I hate teaching; I hate teachers
Not all of them. Just some of the ones I work (cough cough) with. Scenario 1 People who pretend to just be talking when in fact, they… Read more “It’s not that I hate teaching; I hate teachers”
Las Vegas and my new headboard
My bedroom is ginormous. It is the size of two hotel rooms—and since I just got back from Las Vegas and I measured the room we stayed… Read more “Las Vegas and my new headboard”
The one about the master suite
The paint in the master bedroom is done, at long last. It is sort of a cranberry fluff color called Bed of Roses We painted the walls… Read more “The one about the master suite”