Kangatopia

Just a (very) quick (as quick as my fingers can type, and my brain can think up stuff) note to say that Kangatopia is currently on hold until such time as walls have been painted, appliances installed, doors painted and re-hung and Christmas shopping, Santa visiting, tree erecting have been completed and holiday cheer has [...]

I never, at least knowingly, drink gin.  Har, har.  I did, however, start the night off with a very expensive Long Island Tea, and then moved on to beer at the hockey game.  By the second period, speech was slurred and tears were falling.  It was messy.
And the Stars fucking lost.  The first game (#5) [...]

The battle lines have been drawn.  The operatic strings of this particular drama are being tuned.  For now, Shep and I are in our separate corners.  We are going to a hockey game tonight.  I intend to get obscenely drunk.  Since I almost never drink, there will probably be vomitting and name calling and fighting [...]

are exhausting.  Remodeling a house is exhausting, and not because I, myself have done any work but because the remodel, the concept of the remodel, permeates every other part of my life.  Getting ready for a Christmas that will give my children fond memories is exhausting.  Just getting out of bed these days is exhausting.  [...]

Ireland and her nettles
I fell into a nettle bush one night, general [as they are] all over Ireland. After drinking heavily and meeting my fate (the night I met my husband who would become my ex-husband who would become my very own albatross), warfare found me and him and I ran from it only to [...]

Last night I read this article about soft addictions, and how most everyone has at least one. Watching tv, surfing the internet, eating mindlessly and unnecessarily, gossiping too much with friends, reading crap. The author wrote that if we could only do things that gave our lives greater enrichment and meaning – not [...]

My friend, Michael, once commented that writing is not a vocation neccesarily. It’s a passion. You either have to write for the sake of the health of your sanity or soul, or you do so because you’re good enough at it that it gives you an odd satisfaction and perhaps, a little money. [...]

(just in case you were wondering) I have no tragic tale to tell from last wek’s wintery blast. The temps are back up to highs in the 50s. I have not been on the bike since last Saturday. However, due to a little craziness at the beginning of this week, I [...]