Ben and I own this god-awful car. I actually like to call it Ben’s car, not my car, because I pretty much never drive it anywhere unless there is an extreme emergency and the only way we’ll survive is if…
I have written about Jada a couple of times. I’ve written about her gassy lifestyle and posted a few videos. My mom got her in 2006, a young rescue dog from the local animal shelter. A little less than two…
Things are going very slowly on the home decor front. I haven’t painted anything but the living room, because I am still suffering from post traumatic stress disorder after my last room-painting experience, and furniture acquisition is painfully, embarrassingly slow,…
Why yes, I did clone these from my google plus account. Mostly. New, untouched tribe discovered in Amazon Despite the fact that forests are shrinking and animals are dying all over the place and the world is suffering from an…
Not sure what I did to deserve this, but it’s going to cost me a lot more than two dollars. My car got broken into last night. My crappy, old, nothing valuable inside car. And they didn’t take anything. They…
Ben gave me my birthday present last night He made reservations at a ridiculously fancy hotel. The kind of hotel where you toss your keys to this superhuman valet, and while you’re busy smiling awkwardly at overly efficient hosts and…
So last night I had a dream that I wouldn’t have to go to school in the morning due to a large snowstorm. Which, around here, is unlikely – Victoria doesn’t usually get more than a day or two of…
Ben had a job interview today. Yes, it was very exciting and we did all sorts of interview drills the night before, in which I put on my serious face and asked him questions like, “What would you say your…
Oh my god finally. The last installment. We are so close to the end. And then I can get on to writing more important and exciting things, like the adventures of being back at home. And the adventures of my…
I realize you guys are all depressed now after that last post and are still recovering from terrifying nightmares about clogged toilets, but I promise that things get better. And to prove it, here is a photo of a Cancun…
When we left our heros, Ben and I had just arrived in Mexico after a plane ride of excitement and danger, and had entered a swerving van that was also very exciting and dangerous. As you probably realize, nothing bad…
I am back! I am alive! I am absolutely exhausted and I have a feeling this post will not be up as quickly as I hoped! I have decided to split this whole Mexcio story thing into a couple of…
So yesterday I spent hours and hours cleaning, because we’re leaving for Mexico in FOUR… FOUR days, and coming home from a trip to a messy house = the worst feeling ever. No matter how relaxing that trip is, when…
So my dad and my dog have this rivalry. Jada, mourning for my mom after a depression induced peanut-butter binge. And to make a long story short, it’s a rivalry for my mom’s love. Which, to be totally honest, is…

