humor
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March mudness
Unless you’re into basketball, is there anything to like about March? St. Patrick’s Day, perhaps. You have to wonder, though, if St. Patrick’s day was really originally in March or if the Irish just wanted to bless us all with an official drinking holiday in this most dreary of months. Many people hate the month of Continue reading
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BSI: Bee Scene Investigator
(Note and disclaimer: The following post might actually contain factual information relevant to beekeepers.) All the bees are dead and I want to know why. I want to autopsy the bees. Technically, since they are not human beings, I want to dissect the bees. But Mr. Beekeeper husband is feeling really sad about these bees. He feels Continue reading
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Epic inertia
inertia \i-ˈnǝr-shǝ\ n. a property of matter whereby it remains at rest or continues in uniform motion unless acted upon by some outside force epic \ˈe-pik\ adj. extending beyond the usual or ordinary especially in size or scope I’m not a physicist, so I have never much pondered the uniform motion aspect of inertia. To Continue reading
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I’m not Santa
I’m not Santa. I have played his representative at this household for …um…thirty years, but I suddenly find that my term is over. All my girls have their own little ones and, hence, have assumed the role of Santa for themselves. And all my girls have their own guys who are responsible for ensuring Christmas happiness and Continue reading
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If bacon drippings were gold
I have this dream, fantasy….ok, completely unrealistic expectation that one day when I entertain everything will be perfect. Other people seem to do it. Martha Stewart comes to mind. A bit closer to home, my sister-in-law Kathe has the perfect home. It’s so perfect to the teensiest detail that the lamp in the guest bedroom Continue reading
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Preparing for Frankenstorm…how scared should I be?
I’m having a hard time getting freaked out over Frankenstorm. Oh, I know it’s coming. That big red swoosh on the weather map is headed right for us. We’re in the swath of massive rain and heavy winds. And I’m not in denial. John spent today cleaning out the French drain by our basement door Continue reading
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Geezer’s World
Saturday morning my husband and I got an early start to do errands, one of which was to hit a big sale on compression socks at the new Austin Pharmacy in Cockeysville. This is how you know we are turning into old people: I–that’s right, me, myself–got up early on a Saturday to go buy John compression Continue reading
Slightly Off the Grid 