Packing level: #Tetrismaster. (And fuck you, Alzheimer’s.)

Packing level: #Tetrismaster. (And fuck you, Alzheimer’s.)

I know I’ve been quiet the past couple of weeks. My mother-in-law finally lost her long battle with Alzheimer’s last week (capping off the shittiest of Februaries EVER). I hate that disease with a passion. It spent years slowly robbing a wonderful, loving, talented woman of her mind and her life. The past year has … Read More

Eating crow doesn’t taste so bad, and new beginnings. Welcome Kiwi.

Eating crow doesn’t taste so bad, and new beginnings. Welcome Kiwi.

It’s been just over a week since we lost our sweet Gidget. Hubby picked up her ashes and pawprint impression yesterday from the vet’s office. (A week to the day since we lost her. Some Valentine’s Day gift, huh?) Thank you to everyone who’s messaged and wrote Hubby and myself to express your condolences. They’re … Read More

Nineteen years and counting…

So nineteen years ago today, a really sweet and laid-back Buckeye guy married a really intense and stubborn native Floridian woman. Somehow, they made it work. And as far as I’m concerned, it’s working even better now than it did nineteen years ago. (And it was working pretty damn well back then, too.) Thing is, he made … Read More

Knife Safety 101, latest update on The Great Washhouse Rat War of 2015.

Knife Safety 101: Brand-new (literally) Buck knives are VERY, VERY sharp. And when you apparently roll a critical fumble (dice roll of 1 on a D20) in real life, the result is something like this: Non-consensual self-knife/medical/cutting/blood play. Apparently, I ignored my safeword when I called “red” and continued well past my own hard limits. That’ll … Read More

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