Today we went shopping for an SUV. My large, purple four door luxury Hyundai sedan has low door clearance, so I basically have to toss Joel into his car seat through a tiny opening, and he doesn’t like it, so we kind of want a new vehicle. (If you’re worried Joel might become spoiled, I can assure you that your concerns are valid.) Continue reading
Month: March 2017
A kitchen backsplash inspired meltdown of epic proportions
Last Monday a guy came over to install a long-overdue backsplash in our kitchen. The installation was to span early morning Monday through Wednesday afternoon. At first said backsplash installation started off all nostalgic… A reasonably good looking, fit guy in his mid-thirties, with creative tendencies (he’d auditioned for American Idol several years prior), our installer resembled this personal trainer I saw a few years back who often read aloud his dark, erotic poetry in his gym in preparation for open-mic night at the local bar and practically dry-humped his clients post-workout under the masquerade of “stretching them.” (For my fellow St. Louisians who are interested, I can probably dig up his number.) Continue reading
More deep and random thoughts and happenings
Our current status is that we don’t know whether we’re selling our house or doing some redecorating, so we’re kind of proceeding with both – just keeping our options open. Our latest purchase is a new dining room table and chairs and sidebar and picture. I liked our old furniture, a solid-oak Mission style set, but we decided we wanted to refresh a few things, so we sold our old set on Craigslist (with our chandelier too, because we had an extra one in our basement!) and purchased a new table from Restoration Hardware and got a steal of a deal on some chairs and sidebars from Wayfair, and my mom bought us a picture of a moose from Crate & Barrel, because apparently everyone thinks Mark looks like a moose, so they call him “moose,” and Mark isn’t above having a picture of himself in our dining room, rather he actually likes it. Continue reading
An “award” (read: me answering some questions)
So I was “nominated” for a blogging “award” called the Getting to Know You Award, which I put “nominated” and “award” in quotes, because it’s really more a request for me to answer some questions, because I don’t think there’s an actual trophy or cash prize or anything. Or IS there? But regardless, it’s kind of the best thing that’s happened in about a week, besides Joel babbling some syllables resembling “mama.” Continue reading
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