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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Man Make Fire

Wednesday, December 29, 2004 By , No comments

On News Channel 12’s evening news tonight, they were covering the story of a fire that totaled a home: “Investigators say that the fire started in a wood-burning stove.”Isn’t that like saying the fire started in the fireplace? That’s what a wood-burning...

Saturday, December 25, 2004

Out of the Mouths of Jackasses

Saturday, December 25, 2004 By , No comments

I was talking to my brother about some quasi-racist statement that he made. I knew that to contradict him would start an argument.Me: Well, I don't know that I necessarily agree with you on that.Bro (defiantly): I think there's more evidence for it...

Out of the mouths of babes

Saturday, December 25, 2004 By , No comments

We took the sonogram video to my parents’ house on Dad’s birthday. Jacob, my seven-year-old nephew, was very excited, even though he really wanted her to be a boy.We watched the grainy, black-and-white footage of the baby, looking for all the world...

Friday, December 24, 2004

Dog is my co-pilot

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Seen on the license plate of a Toyota Highlander registered in Columbia County: “GODZSUV”I’ve never had the urge to ram my car into the back of another one, but just then....

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Christmas with the Krankies

Thursday, December 23, 2004 By , No comments

My husband's parents go to First Baptist Church. It’s not my favorite place to be. First of all, any church where the deacons get into fistfights is not my kind of place. Second of all, I detect a higher-than-average portion of people who attend for...

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Hey, Jealousy...

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 By , No comments

<> My husband has always been fearless. While it hasn’t always served him well, I regret that I will never have stories that begin with “So, when I was 8, my grandfather decided it was time I learned how to drive,” and “Yeah, I think it was the...

Monday, December 20, 2004

Holly Jolly, by golly

Monday, December 20, 2004 By , No comments

Scott’s grandparents gave us a little Christmas angel salt-and-pepper shaker set. We don’t have any Christmas decorations because - well, because we’re not Christian. The shakers were cute in a Precious Moments kind of way - which is to say they made...

Sunday, December 19, 2004

Dog Dilemma

Sunday, December 19, 2004 By , No comments

Barkley, is out of control. He chews. He poops. He pees. I dog-proofed the house, take him outside more frequently... nothing changes.Mainly, though, he barks at top volumne. We’ve tried telling him “No!” To which he replies “RrrrrUUUUUFF!” We’ve tried...

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Underdog

Saturday, December 18, 2004 By , No comments

The dogs' favorite things to eat are: toilet paper, paper towels, and the cardboard holders for those. Tonight, we finished eating dinner and Barkley was trying to get to the paper towel on Scott's tray table. A mere two feet away, the paper towel was...

Friday, December 17, 2004

Not a Way To Get a Raise

Friday, December 17, 2004 By , No comments

Boss: I’ll be back shortly. They’re opening a new furniture store downtown, and I’m going to the ceremony.Me: Are you going to cut the ribbon?Boss: Uh, sure.Me: Don’t forget your tiar...

Thursday, December 16, 2004

Dunlap's disease

Thursday, December 16, 2004 By , 3 comments

At last Wednesday's doctor visit, the OB detected an irregular heartbeat. Since Scott has a heart murmur, it was cause for concern. So I returned on Monday for three fun-filled hours of things shoved into my body (hey.. that's how I got this way!)....

Tai One On

Thursday, December 16, 2004 By , No comments

We're planning a "serenity series" in the gardens, and my intern was calling around asking about yoga and tai chi instructors. She got a lady at an physical rehabilitation clinic who was rude and combative.Lady: "So, you're going to have the classes......

Fingers Too Frozen To Type

One of the visitor specialists at work neglected to turn on the heat before he left last night, so it's 48 degrees in the office. I've been working in a coat, scarf, and gloves all morning - and I can't feel my toes. I called him at 8:30 to wake him...

Sunday, December 12, 2004

I hate maternity clothes

Sunday, December 12, 2004 By , No comments

Okay, I’ll admit it: I’ve never been cool. I can’t match clothes more complicated than Grrranimals. But why do maternity clothes “designers” get their inspiration from Volvo? I’m wearing this shirt - yes, the same one I bitched about earlier - and I...

Buyer's regret

Sunday, December 12, 2004 By , No comments

I bought a maternity shirt that fits well, and is as flattering as a maternity shirt can be. Now think the shirt looks like something polyester that my grandmother might wear. Scott insists that he really likes it. So I'm keeping it, and getting used...

Saturday, December 11, 2004

I'm just really mean at heart

Saturday, December 11, 2004 By , No comments

<>So, Scott and I watch "Jeapardy!" a lot, because we're nerds. In fact, we're old, married nerds, which is even worse. Competing was a chick from Warrenton, Ga., which is right down the road from us. This lady was devoid of personality, wit,...

Bad Mommy

Saturday, December 11, 2004 By , No comments

So I bought the shock collar.I put it on Barkley and Scott and I waited. He RUFFED around the house for a few hours before I finally said, "Honey, I don't think it's working." Turns out the battery was in wrong. More waiting.Then, it was time to go...

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Munch

Tuesday, December 07, 2004 By , No comments

Scott: You're just too easy. Like that lady at Petsmart that day. I would have turned around and said, "Shut up!" Me: Yeah, I couldn't believe that (mimicking lady in line, huffy and patronizing): "I can't believe you docked your dog's tail!" (returning...

Friday, December 03, 2004

Ch-ch-ch-changes

Friday, December 03, 2004 By , No comments

I fret constantly over the semi-permanence of the physical changes a pregnancy brings on. I didn’t know how vain I was until lately. I worry that I’ll never lose the 20 lbs I’ve gained, that Scott will no longer find me attractive, that the stretch...