Archive for March, 2006
Thursday Third Degree, Issue 3
My answers from Issue 2:
1. Greatest accomplishment - At the risk of sounding like a conceited jerk, it’s hard to choose one. I can think of several times where I’ve “beaten the odds”, so to speak - where I’ve succeeded when others thought I wouldn’t (or couldn’t). I suppose the best example of triumph in […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 30th, 2006 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y | 12 Comments »
What’s grosser than gross?
This post. You’ve been warned.
Over the past couple weeks, I’ve been adding up all the reasons that I needed to make an appointment with my doctor. On one point in particular, I kept making (and breaking) deals with myself. If it’s still like this by tomorrow morning, I’ll call. Well, maybe it’ll stop. Okay, I’ll […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 29th, 2006 tagged The wild blue yonder, Who me? | 15 Comments »
Reliving vicariously
As CJ’s first birthday has come and gone, I’ve realized that I can’t prolong her babyhood much more. Although she has resisted transitioning from the bottle to the sippie, and her vocabulary consists of head-shaking, head-nodding, and “mamamamamama”, it’s unmistakable that she is well on her way to full-fledged toddlerhood. As I watch her grow, […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 26th, 2006 tagged Miss Goosie, Miss Mousie, The king of beers, Who me? | 13 Comments »
Poetry…sheer poetry!
Answering MrsFortune’s call for teen angst poetry…
I never really wrote “teen angst poetry” per se; I simply wasn’t that creative. I preferred to listen to other people’s teen angst poetry, in the form of lyrics by Morrissey, Martin Gore, and Robert Smith.
But I did have to write some poetry for an English assignment sophomore year […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 23rd, 2006 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Round on the ends, high in the middle, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 12 Comments »
Thursday Third Degree, Issue 2
Thanks for playing along two Thursdays ago. First, I’ll answer my own questions from Issue 1:
1. Most memorable vacation - Our cruise from Athens to Istanbul two years ago. I will post pictures sometime.
2. No tattooes. Not fond of pain, needles, or distorted artwork courtesy of stretch marks. It would take at least a few […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 23rd, 2006 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y | 14 Comments »
I’m not really a drama queen…
…I just play one on TV.
I really wasn’t trying to be dramatic. Okay, maybe just a little bit. But it wouldn’t do to get caught BLOGGING my first day on the job, now would it?
Given the previous debacle, I didn’t want to say anything until it was really and truly official. And what could be […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 21st, 2006 tagged Home on the range, Professional butt-wiping AKA project management, Who me? | 20 Comments »
Breaking news
J: Tacy, guess what?
T: What?
J: I have a new job!
T: Really?
J: Yes, I will be doing the same work I did back in New York!
T: Except that now we live in a house in Colorado.
Such a minor detail, Miss Goosie.
(This post brought to you from my new place of employment. Details at 11.)
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 21st, 2006 tagged Home on the range, Kids say the darnedest things, Professional butt-wiping AKA project management, Who me? | 13 Comments »
BlogHer boondoggle
It’s official. I’m registered. There’s no backing out now.
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 19th, 2006 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Who me? | 14 Comments »
Trainwreck watching
Have you ever known someone who has no idea how others perceive them?
Someone who appears, on the surface, to have their shit together. Their life may not be ideal, but it’s more than manageable. They seem to be on the right track, or at least headed in a positive direction.
But as you get to know […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 17th, 2006 tagged Daring you to disagree, Youthful indiscretions | 11 Comments »
Why I should not be allowed to stay home unsupervised
The bastard who offed Dora even left behind evidence of the murder weapon.
Isn’t there SOMETHING in my house I should be cleaning, instead of creating fake crime scenes?