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High Winds Flip Tents, Whether or Not You’re Wearing Pants
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As outlined in in a guest blog not long ago, I like outdoor things only when it’s on my terms. Where I’m still technically camping in that I’m outside and there is no AC, but not without TOO many amenities. A tent is a must, an air mattress ideal, and if at all possible, I’d like to not be bug-bitten when crawling into “bed.” It’s a goal that requires ample packing, but also beats its alternative of sleeping outside (gasp) or on a cold ground (double gasp). Or living life as a dirty, smelly mess. Like God probably intended. Anyway, that’s exactly what Bo and I did last weekend, along with some friends. It was our first camping trip together, and my first camping trip in multiple years. The day was great, albeit hot. We fished, ate, hung out, and made ample use of the nearby restrooms so as to […]

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The Pros and Cons of Early Mornings
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This blog is being penned at 5:30 am. On a Monday. Which feels like a real accomplishment. (She said, patting herself on her own back.) But seriously, I’m not even upset about being up. The cause? Prepping for a day of impromptu babysitting,* and still doing work … before afternooning with video games and park visits. (And hopefully napping. But can I also sleep? Is that being irresponsible? Once when I was visiting Hilde, who is a pro nanny, we both slept straight through naptime – hung over – and set an alarm so we weren’t zonked when the parents came home. Us and the kids were absolutely out.) Anyway, sometimes I wake up early and get things done. One of those “things” is rarely work on account of there being all day to get to the office, AKA second bedroom. But today, it is work. Though there’s still an […]

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Finding a Solution to Yard-Pooping Dogs
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Sometimes when I wake up, there is dog poop in the yard. Most days there is not. But on the calendar days that the dog(s) do strike, they ensure their contribution is very large and very smelly. There are enough suspects around that I can’t pinpoint the perp. There’s the yellow lab from two doors down who is sisters with the cat, the roamer, Bullwinkle, who sometimes naps out back, the two tennis ball chasers from across the street, and the other yellow one who is usually with his Mom … but never listens to her. All of these dogs exist, without leashes, throughout my neighborhood. Apparently, it’s a new initiative that promotes a cage-free lifestyle and defecating at one’s leisure. So long as it’s not in your own yard. Because why would you smell up grass when you can take care of business downwind? It’s likely one of the […]

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Vacation is Over, and I Shopped at Wal-Mart on Purpose
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Side note: EoG took an accidental snooze while I was on vacay due to an incompatible plugin, not laziness – look there are even posts! I apologize for our time apart. My time of not working is over. And now it’s time to start working again. In true manic Monday fashion, my first day back came through with an incredible start. Incredible as in unbelievable, not as in good. But before the rant about its terrible-ness, lets start with a sweeping statement about vacation being great. It was a real epic time. A trip from which to measure future trips. Now, complaining: Sunday I got a headache. It started in the morning and ached its way through the day. Off and on. From its feel I knew it was the beginning of a migraine, but was hoping some good sleep would thwart its hold. But seeing as it was almost […]

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I’m Going to the South: Here are My Concerns

In honeymoon/vacation-type fashion, Bo and I are taking a trip this summer. An entire two weeks of road traveling, eating fast quick food, and experiencing new things. Or rather, me experiencing the things that he knew for the first decades of his life. Like fresh fish and coastal living, calling shopping carts “buggies” and coozies “huggies.” And other things that don’t exist in Kansas. Alligators. The choice of whether tea comes in sweet or regular. Crawfish – not crawdads. And all the fresh seafood one could ever think of eating. That’s what’s on our agenda. But what if I come back with an accent? Or develop diabetes after a single sip of that ultra-sugared tea? Or call things all of the wrong words until no one knows what I’m talking about? My Yankee ways will confuse everyone, even when they are smart and helpful. Like washing dirty hats in the […]

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I’m Bad at Babies
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Shocker, I know. Everyone was super surprised to read that title. That I, the baby whisperer, am claiming to not know about infants. Or how to care for them, or dress them, or talk in that high-pitched voice that they seem to understand, but gets on adults’ nerves. Just kidding! That was sarcasm, all of it. I don’t think anyone in the history of ever meeting me is surprised by that title statement. They’re probably surprised I haven’t said it sooner. That is, assuming they hadn’t heard it already. It’s not that I hate babies or want nothing to do with them. It’s that I don’t quite know how they work; I’m out of practice. And really never have been in practice. By the time you get used to helping with one (a family member, for instance), they’re onto the next confusing stage. And you have to learn what to […]

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Resolution Follow Up: Reuniting with Jeans
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As per my New Year’s “resolution,” I didn’t wear jeans for a solid chunk of time. That means that for a real hot minute, my legs only saw soft fabrics. Sweat pants, leggings, pajamas – really anything that didn’t come with a zipper or hidden pockets. And it was pretty great. Infinite levels of comfort. Or rather, 23.5 days of comfort – which is how long I lasted before falling back into the sweet routine of sporting denim. On the 24th day, I wore jeans. It was only for a few hours, and they weren’t even the fancy ones. But it still happened. I wanted to go on a walk on account of the nice weather, and rather than sporting jeggings with bulky shoes, I jean-ed up. And it felt glorious – even found a rogue golf ball, which was obviously due to my at-the-time outfit. Really, the jig could’ve […]

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