My Parasitic Twin has one of the blackest internal dialogues I know. Her soul is dark, her mind goes to disturbing and nihilistic places when confronting her own issues, but when it comes to anyone else’s freak outs she is as chipper and optimistic as a church youth group.
It would be just my luck to end up with a 135 pound freak of nature.
I want to teach him all kinds of tricks like shake, roll over, and sploot on command.
Between Bates’s constant rumble of doom, Minx running around a knocking everything off the shelves and almost catching on fire, Scheissehund making up for lost time on my leg, and Chief whimpering in the kennel, I got almost no sleep.
Today I am going to get all the photos and videos up from this year’s Pole Theatre competition and surrounding reindeer games because once tomorrow comes, it’s gonna be a whole new scene. That’s right … Sideboob and I are driving out to Billings, WY to get Chief and I have a feeling that I […]
The place I got my Babylock serger includes a private lesson on how to use it. After an hour with Meg I was ready to rock and roll and I had projects to do. For instance … It’s awesome. After buzzing through all those little flags and napkins, I feel really solid on how to […]
I’m just trying to work and he’s chattering away like he did a couple lines and drank a gallon of coffee.
By “talking me into it” I mean that she posted a picture of her campsite on Facebook with the caption that she was in a great place to see the eclipse and no, she’s not telling you where she is!
I won’t let marital vows stand in the way of my destiny which is to surround myself with fluffy cuteness.
I laughed my ass off, backed it up, and listened again so I could laugh some more.
