Scott and I celebrated our third anniversary yesterday, or more like our tenth anniversary with a month-plus delay so we could get around to throwing the big party.  I could show you a picture of Scott and me at the wedding, but I think this is actually better brag-fodder: I married a guy who is […]

Change is bad: we fear change.  But, say it with me now, Blogger is a pain.  I got what I paid for, and I paid bupkus.  And then I got a raise.  And now I will pay for an actual service.  Maybe.  See, spring is all about change and I am fickle.  Mi na Bealtaine, […]

First 17 things 18. I was recruited into the Hoorah Cloggers largely because I have high arches. That makes for good percussive dancers. 19. My brother has flat feet. I took my own arches and his from our genetic pool, best we can tell. He got to be a foot taller and much better at […]

I finally went to an allergist, after much complaining and fighting with my insurance company, and at least 19 days of out and out whining. The very nice Dr. R told me I am allergic to my dog and to dust mites. Dust mites, sure, they’re nasty. Just look at them: they’re clearly evil. But […]

1. I am either the younger of two kids, the second of four, the second of five, or the second of six, depending on how you look at my family. My step-sister and my half-brother are exactly the same age and have never met each other. I’m not sure they know each other’s names. I […]