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Because I am a person who spends a great deal of time in the kitchen, I need things to function. So, when the garbage disposal started making sounds like it was going to fly up through the drain and eat my … Continue reading
As is typical, I’ve got a few irns in the far. Oh, you don’t understand? Years ago, The Mister was like, “Can you not just pick a thing?” No, I cannot pick a thing. I like reading and writing and … Continue reading
My son came in for his spring vacation, which was splendid. He came with a lot of equipment. Cords and cords and more cords, all over everything. He asked for curry, so I made curry. He wants something for his … Continue reading
Our snowpocalypse hasn’t been all that eventful, but I’ll share the highlights. I shoveled three times in six hours. Each time I went out to shovel, I could no longer see where I shoveled. The Mister told me to stop. … Continue reading