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Author Archives: joey
Outside
Did I tell you I have apple trees? I do. They weren’t taken care of for who knows how long, and certainly not this summer, so I’ve a fair amount of rotten apples in the yard, and few yummy ones … Continue reading
Sleeping on the Job
For years, I have been a stay-home mommy. You know what the joy of being the stay-home mommy is? Constant assumptions and judgement. Oh, no, wait, that’s the joy of being a woman. Oh, no, I mean, the joy of … Continue reading
Imperfect Houses are the Perfect Houses
During house-hunting, my father-in-law would sometimes tell me he’d found me a “crappy little house” I might like. Once we had established I like crappy little houses, it was much easier for him to help me find one. I like … Continue reading
Posted in Personally
Tagged family, FIL, happiness, home, house hunting, lifestyle, moving
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Why Parents Can’t Have Nice Things
The Mister and I enjoyed a plate of chocolate chip cookies for breakfast. There are four left. They are the crunchy-edged, undesirable cookies. We’ll let the girls eat those when they get home from school BECAUSE THEY ARE WHY WE … Continue reading
Posted in Personally
Tagged family, happiness, home, kids, large family, money, parenting, rant, The Mister
7 Comments
Fuckin Yellow Jackets, Man
I am a nature geek. My mother is a nature geek, so I am, too. But I hate yellow jackets. I don’t mind spiders and snakes. I move most spiders outdoors. My rule is that if the spider has eyes … Continue reading
Posted in Personally, Random Musings
Tagged anxiety disorder, bees, panic attack, The Mister
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On Drama and Deformity
Maybe some of you have never experienced any sorta psychic mumbo-jumbo like I have, but I bet some of you have. Sometimes it’s a feeling, or a sight, or a sound, but it’s always a knowing. Knowing happens in such … Continue reading
Posted in Personally, Random Musings
Tagged anxiety, closing, deformity, HME, knowing, moving, panic attack, sickness, stress, The Mister
10 Comments
Ye Old Barn Jacket
So, I have this infamous barn jacket. It’s become infamous because people do go on about it. I received this jacket from a previous roommate in lieu of some of his rent. It was in perfect condition when I took … Continue reading
Posted in Personally, Random Musings
Tagged fall, happiness, lifestyle, Mick, nature, weather
12 Comments
But I Broke Up with It Thirteen Years Ago!
I live in an area of the city (and I do mean IN THE CITY) where my internet choices are only two; satellite, or the local cable provider — which has a name similar to Cuntass, or Failfast, or Bombast? … Continue reading
Have Internet, Can Blog
Oh yeah, a lot has happened in the last three weeks. While I went six days without television, and sixteen days without internet, it was just the darndest thing — life continued to happen! I got fabulously ill. Facially deformed … Continue reading
Home, Almost Sweet, Home
I’ve never had to clean a house to live in it. I’ve always been lucky in this regard. I’m most familiar with the “wipe out and wipe down” technique before placing my items, but this house is much more labor … Continue reading


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