Monthly Archives: July 2002

And wow, it was hot. Duh, you say, but really you’re thinking, It’s summer, you freak! Yes, I am a freak because I live in a town wherein if the thermometer hits 80 everyone says, Oooh, I’m melting, and swoons … Continue reading →

We’re going to visit Jack’s mom for a couple of days and we’re bringing a duffel bag full of laundry. Yes, two adults with a child and car payments are still bringing laundry to mom’s on the weekend. Oh, we … Continue reading →

I’ve been complaining about Santa Barbara for as long as I’ve lived here. Eleven years! (You say, Fine, so why stay? Why don’t you move? Oh, sure, I say, You and your simple, obvious questions.) This morning, however, a check … Continue reading →

I knew that if I bought the t-shirt and upgraded to Pro, one of the many-headed Blogger Gods would notice me. The checks cleared and my prayers were answered. Now if St. Rocco would just clear up this weeping sore … Continue reading →

I just discovered that I can make Jackson take a nap whenever I feel like it because he doesn’t know what time it is. This morning he woke up at 7:00 (God bless him) and at 9:15 I said, “Gee, … Continue reading →

I have died and gone to refrigerator magnet heaven. This one brings a tear to the eye of ex-Catholic girls everywhere. This one speaks of simple satisfactions.

I always peek in my next-door neighbor’s mailbox to see if any of our mail got mixed up. The other day I looked in there and saw a letter with a return address from someone named “Hugh G. Rection.”