At Least They're Committed

Bah! Shutting down to leave here; it’s after 9, my purse is on my shoulder. I get a text from DS: “Intermission: Probably only about an hour to go.” I thought it would be done by now. I thought I’d just drive and wait an extra few minutes if not. An hour is a long… Read more

It’s 8:13 p.m. on Oct. 13, no matter what day the blog says it is. I’m sitting in my office surrounded by cobwebs, family photos and creepy dolls. Not scary enough. I figured I’d come decorate a bit while I was waiting for the boys to get out of the college play DS was required… Read more

We watched Moneyball for our Wednesday Family Movie Night and although I thought it was rather compelling and I loved the strategy and finding the strength in small characters and the importance of a team and not each of its components, I evidently missed the point. I told my children that I thought it was… Read more

All right. I know the saying goes “We’re functional alcoholics,” but despite tying one on a couple of days a week and probably relying on British standards for healthy amounts of consumption some other days, I’m not a drunk. (She says as she sips on her second Vesper, a James Bond drink made for her… Read more

While it’s well documented on this blog that Gabriel, Rafe and I soundly enjoy building playlists based on events — typically nefarious ones — in my life and their existence, I was treated on the bus this morning to a Playlist by God. It’s happened once or twice before but not near the length of this… Read more

While at our fav Sunday afternoon digs, The Old Man, I get an anonymous call on my work phone. Most intriguing!  I answer, “This is My Name,” and an elderly woman demands, “What channel is the Broncos on????” I turn to D and ask. “Channel 4,” I tell her. “What time?” she asks. “2 p.m.,” I… Read more