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Just because you don’t need it: Ridicule is the burden of genius
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Just because you don’t need it. Doesn't mean you don't want it. Tuesday, March 30, 2010. Ridicule is the burden of genius. Anyway, the other day one of the fishing shows took a commercial break. I was reading and trying not to listen, but you know how the volume tends to go up when it’s commercial time, so that even if you’ve gone into the other room you don’t miss the sales pitch. It was an. Ridicule is the burden of genius. Oh, no, you dint. And eat it too. Laughing with and at. Prefers Her Fantasy Life.
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Purple Hydrangea: February 2011
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WARNING: THIS BLOG DOES NOT DEAL WITH THE ACTUAL FLOWER: HYDRANGEA. It is just. grumbling, rambling, muttering. much about something or nothing, depending on my mood. but always. In HIS Loving Arms. Psalm 40. Thursday, February 03, 2011. OMG I didnt BLOG at all in 2010. OMG I didnt BLOG at all in 2010? FACEBOOK has become my favorite means of communicating I guess? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. OMG I didnt BLOG at all in 2010. A Ianqui in the Village. Beautiful, funny, sad and true.
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Purple Hydrangea: May 2009
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WARNING: THIS BLOG DOES NOT DEAL WITH THE ACTUAL FLOWER: HYDRANGEA. It is just. grumbling, rambling, muttering. much about something or nothing, depending on my mood. but always. In HIS Loving Arms. Psalm 40. Tuesday, May 19, 2009. To this I say "HA! At the time I was a bit indignant. I was like “I have to lose the weight, so what if he laughs.” But, it stuck with me and has apparently been lurking in the back of my mind. I remember it each time I am working out at my desk. So, to get back to the point t...
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My Neurotic Spot: January 2010
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010. Oh Crap, That's Going To Hurt (Part #1). A Three Part Tale Of Epic Clumsiness. True to form, I woke up last Thursday morning in a rush to get the garbage out. And upon opening my kitchen door, I encountered the ice. Ice, while it can be devastating. Bleary eyed and rushed, last Thursday morning. Or even so much as glimpsed me from inside a jewelry store. Well, I was as careful as I could be, toting 3 bags of garbage so I would only have to conquer the driveway twice. And I made...
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My Neurotic Spot: Kleenex Boxes
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Thursday, June 26, 2008. Back when we lived in Carbondale (and shortly before we had children), my mom drove the 6 hours to spend a few days with us. Bonehead and I used to love these visits from our mothers because it usually meant a trip to the grocery store. Free groceries to supplement a college budget are always an extremely welcomed item. What would the kids actually eat? Would the hubby notice if I slipped 2% into his diet? Oh, oh, oh.”. Sometimes that decision maker is me, sometimes it is not.
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My Neurotic Spot: March 2010
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Wednesday, March 3, 2010. I'm Back Like Jay Leno But Hopefully In A Better Way. I know I promised a three part tale of my ice capades, and I am diligently working on part 2. I'll have it up sometime in the next couple days. I swear, sometimes my level of clumsiness surprises even me. He did look at me and say Mom once this past weekend- the first time he's actually used the word in context. I hugged him with tears in my eyes, swelled with pride, and offered to buy him a car. Uh, Oh. Roogaloh! Critter doe...
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My Neurotic Spot: July 2009
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Thursday, July 23, 2009. The Better Part of Me. I had a very humbling experience this week. Wow, where even to begin? I'm not sure I can quite put words to this, but here goes. Occasionally it sticks to my ribs a bit longer than normal and that's when I become infested with the grouchies. When all is said and done at the end of the day, I sometimes feel like the bank of Mom has been filled to maximum capacity. Critter also throws a few major temper tantrums into the daily deposit with the ease of a m...
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Just because you don’t need it: September 2009
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Just because you don’t need it. Doesn't mean you don't want it. Wednesday, September 30, 2009. The South Sea rattan autumn ottoman. For example, is perfect for those who live in warmer climates. Just a touch of fall; it’s all you’ll need. Whereas the pricey, yet elegant, Old Hickory Tannery autumn ottoman. This baby is plush. And, as always, there’s the ocean of compromise occupied by the Arleigh ottoman. All the autumnal and fallacious qualities you’d ever require, at only a fraction of the cost. And th...
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My Neurotic Spot: Oh Crap, That's Going To Hurt (Part #2)
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Thursday, May 20, 2010. Oh Crap, That's Going To Hurt (Part #2). A Three Part Tale Of Epic Clumsiness. If you have not yet read part #1. Of my tale, I certainly recommend clicking the link for your reading pleasure. Although part #2 should be entertaining in its own merit, reading part #1 will only enhance your neurotic experience.*. Act Not only that, but 15 minutes after shipping Smoochie. Off on the bus, I happened to notice his lunch on the kitchen counter. OF COURSE! And that's ALMOST as far as I ma...
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Just because you don’t need it: November 2008
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Just because you don’t need it. Doesn't mean you don't want it. Sunday, November 30, 2008. Be a stacker, not a slacker. Sick of all those tiny hairs you keep finding everywhere (and we mean the ones not attached to your body)? We’re talking about loose hairs, the ones that float through the air, settle on the bathroom floor, cling to contrasting colored clothing, fall into food during cooking, and generally disgust and annoy. Do you have a pet? Dr Slick Small Hair Stacker. Labels: All about you. One is w...
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