Hey! It’s Maybe Sort of Kind of Not Quite Normal!

It’s been a while since I’ve written one of these how are we doing posts, so here we go. I intended to write a woohoo I’m two weeks past my second COVID vaccination post, but that weekend, I was trying to prepare for a presentation and didn’t have the time to do it. So now …

Do You Need To Be A Mathematician To Go To St. Ives?

I have to ask this. Did anybody else get driven crazy by the St. Ives song when they were kids? Or was it just me? As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Each wife had seven sacks, Each sack had seven cats, Each cat had seven kits: Kits, …

It’s Official. I Have A Messed Up Head

It seems my brain has been kind of warped by this pandemic. I will hear things spoken, and before I can realize what they’re about, I’ll have a knee-jerk reaction that’s totally wrong. Exhibit A: I heard a commercial that started with the words “Restart live shows.” Out of my mouth spewed the words “Are …

Shoo Away, 2020, Shoo Away!

I have to explain where the title came from. On one of the last days before the world ground to a halt in March, we babysat the Seppa-Tebby-Tebby nephew for a few hours. Much fun was had by all, being ponies and slops, that’s sloths, playing with toys and other random objects, eating cookies and …

Relax, Dude. You’re Not Going Anywhere

I need to settle down, but I can’t. Even though I know exactly when and where everything is happening this Christmas, I can’t shake the feeling that I need to do a million things and do them quick. Are all the presents organized? When should I pack? How many changes of clothes will I need? …

Delivering A Christmas Post, Because I’m Not UPS

As I sit here the day after Steve’s birthday, I feel a bit bewildered. How did we get here? The year went fast, but it feels especially fast since this year had no great big fun events since March. Wow, I totally suck and never commented on Steve turning 40 last year. I guess to …

For The Tool Who Stole Our Grocery Cart:

A long time ago, when this blog was much newer, Steve’s trusty laundry basket went missing out of the laundry room of the apartment building where we lived. We thought it was a weird thing to steal, but it was quickly replaced and we rolled our eyes and moved on with life. That incident was …