As per Mom’s wishes, this afternoon was spent at the Borgata. Again. (The gambling gene runs straight up my Mom’s branch of the family tree…we are unrepentant.) I had a twenty dollar bill to play with. I was going to…
Thor-less, Day 3
(whew…cleaning up after parties is hard work!) My dear Thor, Tihs time tomorrow you’ll be just about home. Things are good. The house hasn’t been taken over by carnies, the cupboard actually has some food in it, and the dog…
Open Letter to Thor, day 2
My dear God of Lightning… The house still stands. The wife is well fed. However, I seem to be catching another cold. (I’m sicker than the geriatric population these days) I’ve put aside the juvenile Queen of the House dressup…
Open Letter to Thor – Day 1
My dear God of Lightning, And so you are home, visiting your parents down in Dixieland. Which makes me totally alone in the house until late Saturday night. Well, with Max. And the cats. And a Smith & Wesson. But…
Go Daddy-o!
Blogging live from AC via the celly. BBVD were fantastic. I’ve now confirmed that I have a suit/tie fetish. (hat optional). The auditorium wasn’t set up for dancing, so unfortunately Thor and I couldn’t show off our swing dance ‘skills.’…
Thunderous Thursday!!!
(remember, exciting fake stuff is in pink and the truth is in black.) I wore my pedometer all day today. It’s recommended that an adult take 10,000 steps per day — which roughly translates to 5 miles. Today’s grand total?…
