Posts by hamblog
house hunty part 1
I think I want to buy a house. I don’t know if I can buy a house, so I’m finding out everything I can about it. I will be post my progress here from time to time. My time with my Elderly Relative is drawing to a close. If all goes to agreed plan, by…
Read Morethe chivalry cavalry
Another Monday, come too soon after a horrendous week of taxes, fraud, iPad cracks. I drove down Channel Islands Boulevard to get a few hours of work in at the Giant Franchise coffee shop, the only option in my area to get coffee, wifi — and away from John. As I came to a stop…
Read Moreit’s stub time!
I am in shock at how many promising blog posts I started, abandoned, then completely forgot about. Deadbeat Dad! Poor little children stubs with your unrealized potential. Here you go, I’m sending your half-formed selves out into the world. Here’s one titled “just about to kill you hot, that’s how hot” from October of last…
Read Morepause button answers
Congrats to Mike “Mister” Cass, improv and math teacher and all around swell guy. I’ll bet we wouldn’t have to fight over the remote! He and his wife are expecting their second child, so I’m hoping he’ll opted for a baby blanket crafted by me. My buddy Kyle did a reasonable job and snagged second…
Read Morepause button
Over the past few months, I have taken a picture of the image that was on the screen when I pressed the pause button. Nothing was purposefully paused upon, except for the ape on the Golden Gate Bridge. There’s a whole lot of talking heads here — not surprising, since I watch a lot of…
Read Morethe 75-minute quilt
Be delighted that two young, modern and stylish friends are having a baby. Happily plan a modern, stylish quilt. On the date designated for sewing the quilt, sleep all day instead. Give up and accept the fact I’ll just buy crap from their registry as their baby gift. At 11:15 am exactly, less than two…
Read Moreput one foot in front of the other
[This darn song gets stuck in my head far far too much. I blame John A., with whom I went to art school. He would sing the refrain and force us to walk in rhythm to it — put one foot (step step step) … in front of (step step step) … the ooo-ooother! (stepstepstep!)]…
Read Morejust call me miss near-miss
I added another heap of … something … to my plate when I adopted a dog this past weekend. Sadly, it did not work out. I’m taking him back to the rescue organization, and trying not to feel like a monster/jerk/wimp. This was a very nice, very cute dog. Also, a smart dog with a…
Read MoreTCB
Thank you for your comments, squeezes (virtual and otherwise), gifts (!!I got gifts!!), support, love, feedback. I escaped to San Francisco for a few days and felt like a PTSD-stricken refugee wobbling off a leaky boat. MM can attest to my extreme fragility. Fortunately, food, company, comedy shows, and rest have returned me to somewhat-among-the-living.…
Read Morehealthcare, we have a problem. #4 (epilogue)
Part one of this saga is here. Part two of this saga is here. Part three of this saga is here. So, yeah. With breathtaking speed, a grenade in the form of pneumonia was thrown into the lives of John and me, and it changed everything. My family got down to business. A sister, a…
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