*SPOILER ALERT!* Yes, I had to DVR The Blacklist Monday night because of DnD. But I just watched it. Shall we?…
Day 8: The end is in sight…
Day 8 of Hubby in Snowhio: Less than 24 hours until Hubby’s return. I think it comes not a moment too soon. I swore this morning that I heard several tiny voices chanting, “One of us…one of us…” out in
Day 7: The attacks continue…
Day 7 of Hubby in Snowhio: I am beginning to think the maow-maows are smarter than I thought they were in hiring outside assistance.. The damn outside bird returned this morning, attacking my office windows. Fortunately it’s raining now and
The Walking Dead: What is Terminus? Let’s discuss.
*SPOILER ALERT* Okay, you have been thusly warned. Continue at your own risk. (Much like the survivors going to Terminus…) We’ll have to wait until next week to see if any of what I’m about to say is right or
Day 6: They’ve contracted outside help…
Day 6 of Hubby in Snowhio: Apparently the maow-maows have contracted outside assistance. Since they can’t deprive me of caffeine or food, they’re attempting to drive me crazy(ier) with a damn bird beating against the window. It’s a juvenile blue
Day 5: They’ve changed tactics…
Day 5 of Hubby in Snowhio: Despite the maow-maows best attempts yesterday, I had coffee this morning in the new coffeemaker. Overnight, however, they did gravity-check a bag of peaches I had on the counter. Asshats. I believe now they’re
OMG!!! TWD!! Hannibal!! The Blacklist!!!
Holy exclamation points, Batman! Can I just say OMG about how Hannibal ended tonight??? Seriously?? Is anyone else watching this show, because DAYAMN, I love this show!!! I love how they weave things in from the books and juxtapose them
Day 4: I’m surrounded and outnumbered and the escalation has commenced…
Hubby left for Snowhio early Tuesday morning for 8 days, to visit his mom and other family. So today is Day 4. I’m at home with the furbabies, meaning it’s their semi-annual attempt to take me out of the equation
Blessed Ostara, peeps! (aka F*CK OFF, WINTER!)
Blessed Ostara, peeps. In other words, HAPPY SPRING! Dear Winter, Now then, Winter. Take a hint. Go away. We’re looking for some time apart, Chilly Weather. Need a break. It’s not you, it’s m–wait, no, it’s TOTALLY you, Winter. You
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Confused and prone to wondering…
No, not a typo. LOL I nearly always have a day or so of aimless mental ambling following meeting a deadline. Wondering what I need to focus on next while barely able to think straight. Especially with a book like
Blessed Imbolc! (And, oh yeah, Super Bowl Commercials)
Blessed Imbolc, peeps! 🙂 Ya know, I keep thinking there’s something else big going on today… Hmm… LOL Oh, yeah, Happy Super Bowl Sunday! 🙂  I’m only watching for the commercials, since I have no dog in the fight this
Pimp your review site/page/group.
I’m in the middle of revisions and updates to my “Pimp Yourself” social media guide. It was over three years old and needed updating. I’m working on updating the resource list as well, so here’s your chance. In the comments,
Soft Tymber, Warm Tymber…
Soft Tymber, Warm Tymber, fuzzy ball of snark. Happy Tymber, Sleepy Tymber, wears pj’s when it’s not dark… You know it’s cold here in Florida when I break out the Soft Kitty onesie. (And I bought it at ThinkGeek.com, in
Merry Christmas, Blessed Yule, & Happy Holidays!
Regardless of how/if/what you celebrate or what you call it, may you have a safe and happy day today. And blessings to all those public safety workers (fire, police, doctors, nurses, EMS, dispatchers, and everyone else) and members of the