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Tag Archives: The Mister
Lunchmeat Lady, Who Do You Think You Are?
As many of you know, I don’t eat much meat, and I’m persnickety about it when I do eat it. However, I cook for two rapacious carnivores, so trips to the deli counter are made at least twice a month. Typically, … Continue reading
Stuff I Know
The Mister and I have this crazy idea that the goal of rearing children is to create productive adult citizens who help make the world a better place. As people send their kids off to college for the first time … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged anxiety, anxiety disorder, Bubba, kids, lifestyle, Moo, parenting, Sassy, Sissy, The Mister
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#Thursday Doors — Liberty Street
This is the door to my favorite bar in Indy — Liberty Street. The door itself is old, but who knows how old? Inside, the knob is extraordinarily low to The Mister, and just right for me. It’s a mellow … Continue reading
Dimmer. Dimmer Still.
After commenting on Dan’s post at No Facilities today, he reminded me I’ve mentioned the battle of the lights over here at my house. I’ve alluded to it, but never written about it. About his wife, Dan wrote, “Turning a light on … Continue reading
Posted in Random Musings
Tagged home, lifestyle, marriage, Moo, neurotic, Sassy, Sissy, The Mister
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Our Sweet Sixteen Anniversary
As some of you know, Friday was our anniversary, and we spent the weekend CHILDLESSLY celebrating. Our very sexy anniversary weekend began when The Mister paid two tattooed, sinuous, half-naked men to … mow our lawn. I keep tellin ya, this … Continue reading
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Tagged food, gratitude, happiness, marriage, starbucks, The Mister
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The GRUMBLE GRUMBLE and OH YAY of August
It’s too hot. It was sixty-six degrees when I took Moo to her bus stop at seven o’clock, but the air is dense with humidity and my hair frizzed-out before I even left the porch. In addition to all my … Continue reading
We Are Not a Morning People
Part One Not unusually, The Mister gets up at 5, grooms, makes his travel coffee, picks up his lunch, dials our bedroom dimmer light to one, kisses me, and leaves. I sleep lightly and dream heavily. I wake up in strange … Continue reading
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Tagged anxiety, Bubba, family, marriage, mental-health, Moo, Sassy, Sissy, The Mister
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#Thursday Doors — Local
I’d love to have a #ThursdayDoors post every week, but I just don’t see interesting doors around here. I do look. I said to The Mister, “Everywhere has the same doors. Oh sure, they’re different colors, or the panels are … Continue reading
One-Liner Wednesday — “Come Again?”
Me to The Mister, “You need glasses for your ears.” One-Liner Wednesday is brought to you by LindaGHill
Dirty, Naughty Produce
Cucumber was on the list, so The Mister picked up a coupla cucumbers and Sassy picked another one and told him he was doing it wrong. He said we’d need more cucumber for all of us. Sassy told him, “I don’t eat … Continue reading


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