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Road rash

Road rash

Surprisingly, the road rash on my leg barely bothers me at all. It’s the outer palms of my hands and into my wrists that still sting from Monday’s adventure in running — and tripping over my dog.  My left big toe also was a victim, but I didn’t realize it until later that night when …

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His Stupid Car

As I’ve mentioned already, my husband’s Stupid Car is paid off. And now it has working brakes because there was a leak somewhere and it’s been fixed. And a new window thingy that allows him to roll the window down — and then roll it back up — has been replaced. On order yet is …

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I Now Pronounce Them Husband & Car

I paid off my husband’s car today. I’ve pronounced them husband and car. Till death to they part. And it’ll be the car’s death because let me tell you this: My husband has a mission and his is to not let the car win. He’s going to drive that piece of crap Mazda Tribute straight …

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They Really Shouldn’t Have

They Really Shouldn’t Have

Really. I warned them when I saw that my new tea cup was actually made of glass. Because in a little more than 24 hours my new tea glass went from this: To this. I was washing dishes and I picked up my glass, it flew out of my hands, over my shoulder and across …

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Nothing I drink out of is safe

Doesn’t the title say it all? I could spend hours linking to posts where I’ve blogged about all of the cups, everyday drinking glasses, and every expensive stemless wine glasses that I’ve broken over the years — and a figurine too. There was a reason we drank out of Classico Spaghetti jars for as long …

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