In my years on this earth, I have played Bunco all of two times. It’s a game that requires little-to-no skill other than the ability to roll dice, looking at what numbers are on said dice, and eating snacks. There are a lot of snacks involved, which means it’s my kind of game. Basically it works like this – in my beginner experience: there are three tables of four people. Tables range from winners to losers to extra losers (my terms, not theirs), and you all sit and roll dice. First you shoot for ones, then twos, and so on. After each round, winners (whoever got more of the designated number) moves up to a higher table, while losers move down. Simple enough, right? It’s also pretty fun. Get all three of the number you’re after and it’s a Bunco, or get all three of a different number and it’s […]
Spring break may have taken place mid-March in Kansas (which I utilized by frequenting coffee shops that are usually ridden with students), but in the South they wait until it’s good and hot before heading on break. And since that’s the region that my current satellite office is located (in my in-laws’ living room), now is when I’m utilizing my pre-summer break. Don’t worry, responsibility police and full-time workers, I’ve been planning and working extra hours for weeks to make up for my time off. So now I can do things like: Road Trip My neck pillow already is packed. Being Touristy If I had a song about favorite things, this would be in it. Shopping Yes please. Getting Adventurous With Foods But not TOO adventurous. Treat Drinks Sbucks, McD’s, Leaf & Bean, Dunkin’, E Bros., locals — I’m coming for all of you. Chillin’ For realz.
It’s spring in the Midwest, which means you have absolutely no idea what the weather is going to do. And actually, it’s Kansas, so you have no idea what it’s going to do on any day ever. But after our second mild winter in a row, spring has come early – and it’s come in with gusto. As in gusting winds. At least a few days a week, Mother Nature is out there billowing and blowing the day away, sending allergies rampant through the air. Because of her antics, each of my outdoor rugs is weighted with a rock, and unless the trashcan is at least half full, it sits on its side. There is no point in constantly pulling it upright. Unfortunately, it’s not this glamorous IRL. She won’t stop this spring. Maybe for a day or two she’ll rest, but only to be zooming leaves through the air […]
It’s time to party like it’s 2013, ya’ll. Happy birthday to Toga! Who, as you are reading this, is most likely celebrating with a long day of naps. In different positions, in every room of the house, but always somehow still in the same spots. (Like on the stair railing, at the foot of the bed, in the downstairs corner, or on the couch by the window.) He’ll also get a birthday boy treat, like tuna or wet food – but only a little cause my idea of fun on someone else’s birthday is not cleaning up puke. Especially when booze isn’t a factor. Maybe he’ll whine and meow at my feet until I pet him, hold him, or talk to him in varying intervals until his attention needs are met. (He’s very finicky about what should be done, and when … kind of like his owner.) Or he’ll crawl […]
As a computer-based worker, there are bound to be a thing or two that distract me any give day. And then there are the ones that distract me every day. The struggle of having too much to do and not enough time to surf it all is way real. Especially when I should be working instead. Here are the biggest offenders: Wikipedia I started off reading that movie description and ended up reading about potential Olympic locations, and about the origin of the games themselves. Two hours have passed and I have no idea how I got here or what roads I took. Someone pull me out of this wormhole, please. Pinterest What a wormhole. An amazing, addicting wormhole. All of Social Media Where I half care, half want to be distracted from work. Old Blogs They could be mine, they couldn’t be anyone’s. But they suck me in and […]
At least once a week, I’m told about what a severe injustice it is that my husband is deployed. As an overwhelming majority, folks can’t fathom how it is to be in my shoes. In the literal sense, they’re small and unsupportive, and in the figurative way, it’s unbearable, apparently. And acquaintances would like to let me know that as much as possible. It’s not a statement I fault them for; I do it too. Drawing personal experiences is how humans relate. And when there’s no memory to be found, we say things like, “I can’t imagine,” “I have no idea what you’re going through,” and “What is that even like?” A tactic I always pull with 9-to-5ers or anyone who has 20/20 vision. But here’s the thing: we don’t come pre-equipped in life. We learn once things happen. You swim by being in water. You get better at sports […]
At the four-ish coffee shops I frequent, I have a standing order – or really, separate standing orders. Which is to say I mostly choose the same things from each of them, give or take a visit. At the coffee place and its sister shop (with the worlds most frigid bathroom), I get coffee. House roast, generally, with a dash of sugar and cream. At the other place or when I’ve had too much caffeine for the day, I go with tea, either peppermint, gunpowder green, or my trusty Earl Grey. And once I’ve finished my coffee, or if it is after 9 am, I also get tea at the coffee place. Really, it’s anyone’s guess as to what I’ll be drinking at any given time. Only I order it special; the way with fewer dishes. No tiny tea cup, and no hoddle. Yes a hoddle – a non-Word-recognized term […]