domestic failure

A Lawn Mower, A Snake and a Phone

Because I have nothing to blog about I’m going to tell you a story. It’s a story about a lawn mower, a snake and a phone. I like to call it, “A Lawn Mower, A Snake and a Phone.” Hope you like it. Here’s how it goes… Once upon a time there was a wife…

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The Day After

How was everyone’s Thanksgiving? Ours was very pleasant. There was no Guitar Hero III and no Live Free or Die Hard, but it was a nice day nonetheless. Katie and I decided we should eat in the dining room since we eat at the little table for our regular dinners. As you can see, I…

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My Behind is Getting Bigger

Meaning I’m getting more and more behind. On my posts. Though after the last couple of weeks I’m probably getting more and more behind on me. But that’s another subject for another day. I desperately need to finish my Rhode Island post. It would make a great novel. You know, love, wedding, coffee shop and…

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Can You Hear the Hallelulia Chorus??

No?? It’s very loud where I’m sitting and the glare from the host of angels singing is nearly blinding. The kids went back to school today. Taylor was up and finished in the shower before either Todd or I woke up. I went to wake Katie at 6:30 expecting much wailing and gnashing of teeth,…

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THAT’S SICK, YO!

Or wicked awesome! Or bad dope! No, I’m not talking about illness, evil or drugs. It’s rock talk for cool! Or hot! Or crazy insane! No, I’m talking about the weather or a mental state. I’m talking about Guitar Hero II – a video game in the same vein as DDR, but instead of dancing…

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