Archive for the 'Old 97's' Category

In which I self-medicate

Tuesday, October 21st, 2008

I haven’t been feeling so good lately. It’s probably a combination of a few different things. You know, things like returning home from our month long vacation, work stress, marriage stress, upcoming holiday stress, church responsibilities, my upcoming (fourth!) colonoscopy, Babboo’s new school…..blah, blah, blah…..
Stop talking Isabel.
Can I be honest here?
Okay, it’s the [...]

In which I become the loser old lady to the teenagers at church

Thursday, October 9th, 2008

The Thursday of every month here in Seattle is First Thursday. This means that all the museums are FREE. The art galleries also premier their new pieces and stay open late serving wine and cheese. For most people it’s an excuse to stay in the city after work and look at the new art. Typically [...]

In which I put forth too much of an effort for a very small reward

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

I woke up extra early yesterday to ensure I would get to work a little early.  I wanted to make sure I got off a little early.
I raced to pick up Babboo at school. Then we raced home.  I frantically got the meat for dinner doused in marinade while crazily throwing sunscreen, water bottles and [...]

In which I try to buy confidence. In a pill form.

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

I remember, years ago, when a certain “diet pill” was on the market. It seemed like every adult in my small town was on it. I watched as all the customers at the convenient store (yes, that’s what we called it) I worked at literally shrunk before my eyes. I remember this [...]

In which I talk about my Weekend of Awesomeness

Tuesday, June 17th, 2008

Call me a nerd (NERD!), but I love going to Canada and being all “we’re in another country right now”. I mean, we are in another country, but dude, we’re only a few hours away. And Canadians still speak the same language.
(Although they do use different money, so that’s kinda cool.)
Hey look at [...]

In which I forget to breathe

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

You know how sometimes you just can’t seem to settle down? Or rather, the world just doesn’t seem to settle down? If it isn’t more boxes in the kitchen to unpack then it’s the front door that needs to be painted. Or the bathroom needs to be mopped (again!), or the trim [...]