There was a time when I loathed tattoos. This was when I was still my fearful child self, my anxiety-ridden teen self, and my superconfused young adult self. Anything different was terrifying. I know. Welcome To Humanness, right? People with tattoos intimidated the shit out of me. Remember, this was Germany in the ’80s and …
Well, we’re multiple days into 2019, and I’ve not yet updated the two of you (who still read this blog) on my reading list for the previous year. So here ya go. To recap: last year’s goal was to read one nonfiction book concurrently with every fiction book. That sort of worked out. I met …
Me: So, I’m desperately searching for this new book I read about online. Ed: Oh? Me: Yeah, and I can’t find it anywhere. I swear I read an article about it just a few days ago. But I can’t remember the title, the author, the main character, nothing. Not even where I read about it. …
that moment when your husband points out to you that the strangely liquidy laundry soap you’ve been washing clothes in for a week is actually fabric softener well, that explains a lot In Other News 4yo: You be Twilight Sparkle, and I’ll be Nightmare Moon. Me: Well, Twilight Sparkle reads books, so let’s go read …
And now for something that only I might find funny. But I do confess I laughed so hard, I cried. I recently had the toddler (2 years, 10 months) leave Ed a voicemail message. The audio is utterly endearing and cute. But I was in stitches reading the Google Voice transcription: “Hey. And yeah, Hi. …
Hile, my beloved inklings. I hope this finds you in fine fettle and pie. This is yet another post that has gestated long in my Drafts folder. Its conception occurred when I watched the first of Peter Jackson’s Hobbit movies, The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey, and then read John Scalzi’s review of the same. Since …
“Compuzzled” is a nifty word. Also I like it.
So, my husband works in hardwood flooring. He comes home with stories to amuse me. In related news, dialects are cramazing. World, never stop being you.
Today, I’m offering you some free writing inspiration courtesy of incorrectly translated German. We’ve got testicle dances, tar birds, and elves made of ice. Come and see!
Today I bring you three of my favorite short poems by other people. One is silly, one is thought-provoking, and one means whatever you want it to. Enjoy.