‘vexatious’ archives
How To Ruin A Perfectly Good Tuesday In One (Literal) Step:
Plant your right foot into the largest and freshest pile of dog shat (past tense, you see) available, and then proceed to not notice it’s your foot that is smelling rather rank, and assume it’s your pint-sized dog, who has been having The Gas lately.
Bonus points if the pile you step in is a. not [...]
Also In My Axis Of Evil: Puppy Potty-Training, Cheesecake, and Unpunctuated Office Emails
Pet peeves. We all have them, whether we can list them in order of most peevish or not. (I can’t. I love lists, and list-making, but I’ve never been good with ordering them.) They aren’t particularly bright and shining moments in our repertoires of patience, understanding and good will toward men, but they are real, [...]
They Were Probably Frightened By The Copious Amounts Of Used Kleenex In The BackSeat
Last week someone sneaky and clearly in need of a hug from their mom decided to break into our neighbor’s car, while it sat in our car-covered carport built for four. I walked out to my car early Wednesday morning and saw a city police patrol vehicle parked ominously in front of our apartment complex.
Immediately [...]
On Coping
I was all set to post this on various days last week. And I stopped. Out of fear and superstition, mostly. And then I realized how silly I was being, withholding an entry I had written passionately, and honestly, and edited and re-edited until I couldn’t look at it anymore, and when we received the [...]
The Road To (Not Ever Creating) Resolutions Is Paved With Good Intentions
Not helping my already overwhelming feelings of social and work-related inadequacy: Google Calendar suddenly and seemingly gleefully! sending me daily messages that read “You have no events scheduled in your calendar today.” *
Upon opening said emails the conversation in my head goes a little something like:
“Um, thank you. Got it. But let me ask you [...]
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Today has been one of those days. A “stick me in the eye with a hot poker because could anything else go wrong? Really? I mean, honestly?” sort of day. You know the ones.
It’s rained ALL day long, flooding myriad streets and, apparently, even stalling cars. Who knew puddles had such power? We witnessed one [...]
Making My Skin Crawl
This man writing this book.
Um, can we say unstable? And just a tad inappropriate?
Yeah. Just a tad.
For more details go here, or here.
On Broken Furnaces And Precious Winter Coats
Two nights ago our furnace decided (to make horribly loud screeching noises, yes, and also) to stop working. Incidentally, two nights ago Old Man Winter decided he would come voraciously parading into the eastern side of Washington State, sprinkling a brief first snow-fall and quickly dropping temperatures below twenty degrees. The low two nights [...]
More Than A Feeling, Or: Of Excuses And Raw Noses
If I could sum up the way I currently feel in one word, I think I would choose, without much deliberation, because my head is too foggy and my nose too runny for such in-depth thought-processes:
“gross.”
“Gross” as in “You show me a sinus infection, and I’ll show you, well, my tissue-reliant, stuffy-sounding, antibiotic-popping self.”
“Gross” as [...]
Of Petroleum And Pants-Crapping
Tonight, after Chris picked me up from work, we noticed the “Check Your Gauges Already, Or Else!” light flashing a bright red hue, blinding us from the left corner of the dash, warning us that an empty tank is indeed NOT a happy tank.
We received the message loud and clear, and rather than attempt to [...]
