Category: Ex Trailer Trash

Expect the next eight weeks to be post-free, or close to it. We have been so utterly buried at work that the Powers That Be sent out an edict with a sweet spot: sign up for an extended OT commitment, make it a point to be there for the time promised at 100% attendance and…

I was trying to put a description to the way I feel about spare time these days.  Crackers crumble and leave little bits here and there – which is kind of what my days off feel like; little bits, not enough to really satisfy unless you stuff them down all at once – and of…

I have warped friends in real life and online, and wouldn’t have it any other way.  With everything that happened over the past dozen months it was a tough year; but I made it!!!  I survived and in some respects even thrived. Unfortunately not everyone is as lucky as I am.  The following are giggle-worthy…

The most recent crisis at House of Pound Head Here passed without any loss of life, though it was a near thing. I am generally pretty easy going but when I do blow I BLOW.  It was so much fun to hear all the eggshells crunching under everyone’s feet.   Even the boyfriend’s watching his P’s…

Having an increasingly upset tummy (gee, I’m sure stress has nothing to do with it) makes for a mighty bitchy mom.  Working OT because the rest of the world’s still sitting on their collective asses, at least those in my immediate world, also does nothing to sooth and calm.  So tonight I cleared the room…