Once upon a time, there was a woman. She worked in a hospital, and one day she was discarding a needle into the standard red box that used needles go into, in that medical-facility sort of way. Despite her great care, she accidentally grazed that needle, and it broke the skin. That needle had been in…
Month: February 2012
Toby
Awz. You turn 12 today. Happy birthday, my sweet-face grumpy ol’ man pup! Love you, buddy. Lessgo pee on stuff in the park!
Poets Row
Eleven days ago or so, I proclaimed that I would soon purposefully reroute myself during one of my many roamings in order to walk up Sherman St. The purpose of this was to revisit Poets Row and the Arkhamesque-looking apartment building. True to my word, I actually did, not too long after I said I…
Snapshots of Normal
The Everyday. Everyone has this, the everyday. Those routines they follow, those things they do, what they walk past, what they see…those elements of every single day that become so commonplace that they scarcely get noticed after a while. I had already been thinking, lately, of the Everyday, but now that J has an interview coming…
Hyperventilating
My husband got a call today. He is now scheduled for a phone interview on Monday regarding one of his employment prospects in New Orleans. I am hyperventilating and shaking and my heart is beating way too fast for just sitting here at a desk, as I am right this moment. Holy…wow. How exciting. I…
Staring Down, Missing Up
I shuffled along the sidewalk yesterday, early on a bitter-cold winter morning, eagerly seeking the sanctuary of dry stretches of sidewalk. On the dry stretches, I lifted my head and stared around and breathed in the crisp air (which resulted in a frozen nose), but more often I found myself tiptoeing along through those slick…
Monkey Squirrels and Flying Cars
This just in! Fowl Squirrel Strikes Again! Except this morning, instead of being a majestic bird, he was a monkey instead. No joke – the little guy was swinging in the tree branches. I had my own miniature, one-squirrel, circus this morning. Oddly enough, after my avian disappointment yesterday morning, I actually did see a…
On the Prowl
For jobs, that is. Jobs in New Orleans. I am two days into an initial job hunt. Too early to tell, too early to hear anything back. But, so far so good, I say, since I feel like I am finally rediscovering the job-search groove. I’ve not had to look for new employment in 11…
A Sashless Belt; New Horizons
This past Saturday, February 4, 2012, at approximately 6:00 p.m., I became a retired member of the fleet of the Rogues of Colorado. I will admit to a remaining sense of shell-shocked-ness, still, as it has not quite sunk in all the way yet. Once my name goes black, on the forums, I’m sure it…
Follow Your Crazy 