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Kerfluffle

when every shoe can’t be high-heeled

on July 29, 2010 in Kerfluffle

Tweet There was a time when I used to be a pro at shoe-shopping. It was one of my limited talents. I don’t build things, I don’t invent things, I don’t bake things that I see on the Food Network. But I can buy some shoes. And then I had strokes. And my feet were [...]

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don’t make me smack the &$@%^#! out of you

on July 20, 2010 in Kerfluffle

Tweet Someone shared news with me and I was happy for them. Happy with them. Someone else was the voice of unhappiness and they grumbled the slightest bit. They grumbled just enough for me to realize that it was true.  They were snarky JUST long enough for it to feel sincere. They let me hear [...]

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i sometimes get excited by silly things like unicorns and tax returns

on May 11, 2010 in Kerfluffle

Tweet Every day is something new.  A reason to be excited. Whether I’m able to move my leg a little more, or see some progress in my face…there is always something. And a part of me is worried.  About the friends that will see me like this for the first time this summer.  The ones [...]

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Happy Birthday, Maddie

on November 11, 2009 in Kerfluffle

Tweet I believe in my heart Maddie and I would have fallen in love with each other…I know I was already head over heels, she just needed more time to get to know me better. She would have laughed at all the funny antics her mommy and I pulled. I most definitely would have been [...]

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If we’d had one more day there probably would’ve been a boar’s head on a stick somewhere

on November 3, 2009 in Aiming Low

Tweet Corporations would call it a “Team Building”. At Aiming Low, we call it “Times when you’d better wear a diaper cause chances are good you might pee a little”. (I don’t even watch The Office and this is funny…probably because I love Ali Martell…no, I REALLY love Ali Martell) I mean, come on, there’s [...]

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After this I may bash Mickey Mouse in the head next time I see him

on August 24, 2009 in How we do things

Tweet Back in June, we moved into our new house in Georgia. Six days into it, I *thought* I saw a mouse or rat in the kitchen.  Appropriate amounts of pants-crapping took place. Pest guy was contacted, no rodent was located or ever seen again.  Food stopped being noshed on and it looked as though [...]

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