Should the great day ever dawn that I have children, I imagine that their studies of U.S. history will be divided by a line of demarcation on September 11th, 2001. There will be the America that existed before that date, and the America that existed after, and even the most worldly of us have to…
I am blogging. From my new office in our new place, and not, say, surreptitiously using Rand’s computer while he’s in the shower or at work or otherwise distracted (note: shiny things, scotch, and old NFL highlights from seasons past work well to draw away his attention). Now, this does not in any way mean…
It’s been a week. I’ve been home (and in the U.S.) for approximately 16 hours, during which I’ve been frantically packing up my home, throwing out anything that I don’t need immediately, and wondering exactly where I left my toothbrush (seriously, it’s a toothbrush, why do I keep putting it ANYWHERE BUT THE BATHROOM? That…
I’ve been home for the last few weeks – okay, fine – just for the last week, but still – it’s been fantastic. I’ve been doing all those wonderful things that I never get a chance to do while on the road: cleaning out my closet, and my fridge, and dusting crevices between furniture that never see…
Folks, I am tired. How is that, you say? How is it a woman, with no steady job, no house, no kids, no pets, and only one half-dead houseplant be tired? And I will tell you, dear friends, it is because of SNOW-MAGGEDON. It has exhausted me. For the last week, we here in the…
Um, wow. So, I didn’t quite expect my post about Rand’s broken laptop to get quite the level of attention that it did. Thank you to everyone who read the post, who helped spread the word, and who shared their thoughts. Really, I just wanted to vent, and while I still intend to file a…
It’s been a good week. I can’t quite call it great, because there’s serious crap going on (see: Egypt), and I think I’d be remiss to go on and on about my personal successes in the wake of it. But I had a good week. And in that spirit, here are a bunch of links…
I am still in my pajamas. This isn’t that heinous a sin, considering that I “work” from home, but the truth is, I’ve spent far, FAR too much of this week in my pajamas (also, is it still “work” if you make no money? Ponder that). When tossing on a pair of yoga pants counts…
2011, thus far, is full of contradictions. I don’t know what to make of it. A dozen days in, and every five minutes, I change my opinion on what the year will be like. Thus far, it’s been punctuated by crappy moments – of both the national-newsworthy and the incredibly-personal variety. I just found out…
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