rantings & ramblings
It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks, hasn’t it? Things have been so off-kilter: no Saturday Morning Coffee, no Bob’s Burger’s Review. I’ve had a couple people ask me if everything’s OK; they love those features and miss them. Yes, everything is OK, but my weekends have been slam full. Come on in and I’ll tell you what’s been going on. The coffee, as always, is nice and hot. Continue reading “Sunday Morning Coffee”
This week has gone by like a whirlwind! Good thing I can relax for a *few* more days. The coffee just finished brewing – is French Vanilla OK? I don’t usually drink flavored coffee, but I also won’t say no a a gift. The weather’s a bit cooler today, too; fancy sitting outside? Continue reading “Saturday Morning Coffee”
Thanks for stopping by! The coffee just finished brewing and I’m trying something new for breakfast. And (wait for it) this week has been profitable – Krystal and I may actually be close to finishing the Deep Clean! Of course, something’s bound to come up. Continue reading “Saturday Morning Coffee: The Final Push”
Thank’s for stopping by, but the the coffee’s going to have to be quick today. Why? Well, follow me on Instagram or Twitter (follow the links from the menu); I’m sure I’ll be posting something at some point today. And if that’s not your thing, you can just wait ’til I give who the whole run-down on Monday. In the meantime, why not check out some of my other blogs from the week?
Oh, just so you don’t leave empty handed, here’s something new:
I bent down & ripped my jean last night in front of 303 people.
So, what have you been up to?
Last year I wrote several times about my search for a missing copy of Good Omens. I’m delighted to inform you that the lost tome has been found! Continue reading “The Prodigal Book Returneth”
Things are not looking good . . . in the house, that is. The cleaning efforts are succeeding, but you wouldn’t know it to walk in the front door. It reminds me of hurricane cleanup, or of the videos I’ve seen after homes are shaken but not destroyed by a tornado. Continue reading “And I Don’t Even Live In Tornado Alley”
Running In My Head 