The other day I had a discussion with my supervisors which I’m probably contracturally obligated not to discuss, but one topic of conversation is still my story to tell: my ambitions and goals. In spite of my occasional grumbling, I don’t mind working for an internationally successful corporation. Occasionally I have allowed my mind to… Continue reading A Meeting Of The Minds
Okay, everyone. From now on, no one buy anything at all for Luna. She apparently thinks that just because something is within 200ft of her it is both “hers” and something she has a right to destroy. I purchased matching toddler beds for the girls. I purchased one of those toy sorter shelves that has… Continue reading Memento Moratorium
Every day, I get up and take care of business, whether that’s caring for my babies or going to my place of employment and doing what needs to be done or trying to catch up on homework. Some days, I’m more successful than others. Some days I actually have the time and energy to put… Continue reading Succubus
I just woke up, gasping for air. While sleep apnea is certainly a possibility, I can’t help but feel a bit shaken (shaking still actually) about the events of the dream I remember just prior to waking. In my dream, and possibly after a bout of near-insanity, I had shown up on the lawn (greener… Continue reading Holy Cryptic Dream Sequences, Batman!
And, wouldn’t you know, it’s like soup from a stone, I made it when we had “nothing to go with it.” via heartchasms.blogspot.com The above excerpt is from a May 2010 post wherein I detailed an argument with Voldemort regarding food. Looking back on it now, the food was not the reason for the argument.… Continue reading Another Food Post From The Fat Chick Who Never Finished Her Culinary Arts Training