Hell’s Half Acre

Other than the week my parents were here, I’ve come to the realization that we’ve been living life at 1/2 speed.  The first week or so that he was gone we tried to to life as usual.  I studied, we homeschooled, and kept things rolling along.  Little by little things dropped.  School stopped when . . . → Read More: he’s coming home

It is a sad Wednesday.  Ellen and I saw my folks off to the airport today, an end to an absolutely lovely visit.  Unfortunately, their laptop died this morning so they’ll have lots of errands to do upon return to California.   We’re planning on seeing them this August for their 50th wedding anniversary but . . . → Read More: blue blue Wednesday

Diesel doesn’t count.  Get up at dawn.  Somehow manage to get back to sleep without tossing and turning and staring at white walls.  Enjoy a lovely breakfast and cawfee.  Get stuff together for trip.  Wake sleepyheads.  Drive 2 hours to Valladolid.  Drive to Convent San Bernardino de Siena.  Brush off the small children selling . . . → Read More: How to spend $100 USD in Valladolid

It has been eleventy-six kinds of crazy-craziness around here lately. Jamie gone, Jesse gone, homeschooling, studying, doing laundry by hand, cooking, cleaning, exercising, and the endless dentist appointments. But we love our dentist. So, pretty much just bullet points.

I am getting really sick of waking at 4am and stumbling through the day, falling . . . → Read More: tap, tap, tap, is this thing on?

Life has definitely been “interesting” this past week.

Kilo has fleas and we’ve been washing each and every piece of cloth in sight.  Each and every load Pike has to ask me, “Mom, wouldn’t it be easier to just buy a NEW washer?” and I tell him that as long as this one . . . → Read More: May you live in interesting times

And I can’t even blame it on the doggie wog.  Who is just a dear.  We all love him so much and he has made this separation (husbandito and Jesse in WI) so much easier – especially for the kids.  They have been back for almost 2 weeks now, buring up the credit cards . . . → Read More: apparently 3am is the new 7am

I am lucky enough to be saddled with a mate who not only appreciates but excels in black humour.  The day he and Jesse left we were getting ready for our exercise walk and I, un-coffeed, was in a somewhat, well, shall we say, “less than chipper” mood, remarked that he would have to . . . → Read More: black humour, isle 4

Jamie and Jesse are flying back to the frozen midwest today to say goodbye to Jamie’s mother.  And I am just shallow enough to be happy to hold down the Mexican fort, kids and puppy in exchange for avoiding the freezing frozieness that is the midwest in late February.  I was actually thinking, “how . . . → Read More: quiet on the southern front

So, I have surprisingly become an early-mroning person.  Why, you ask yourself, would a perfectly sane person swap night-owl status for early-morning status?  A good question, I would answer because early-morning is quite simply an absolutely INSANE time to be awake!  All the sane people are still sleeping at o’dark-30 and only masochists get . . . → Read More: Kilo wilo papageorgio

I have been bouncing between 80 and 77 kilos since early December.  It has been driving me crazy because I *know* how much I eat and it should be low enough to continue losing weight.  So yesterday, fed up yet again, I started tracking my calories.  And um, well, I *thought* I knew what . . . → Read More: is a puzzlement