Dead Mr Johnson, you won’t regret hiring me

It’s 8:23 am. Even though I have a day off, I’m up and at’em. It must be the sun. It’s been a perfect week and sunny days are forecast for another week. (Cue contented sigh.) How can I complain? I have a day to myself. A whole day. Sure I have cover letters to write…

Attack of the June bugs and the skunk visitation

For the past two days, I have been weeding like a mad woman. No weeds have been safe from my quick hands. Not horse tails. Not buttercups. Nothing. The ground in my vegetable patch is ready for seeds. Weeds gone? Check. Cow manure? Check. Now I just have to poke the little seeds in the…

Things I sure can say no to…

Since I did a post on things I can’t say no to earlier this week, I thought I’d offer up a list of things I sure can say no to.  And there are lots of them. liver and onions liver (like onions though) hot weather mathematics outside the scope of a) shopping b) money c)…

Panic room: phobias I’d rather live without

We all have our little neuroses, times when we panic, times when our fight or flight response kicks in.  I have numerous phobias that I will admit to.  So I thought I would compile a list of panic-inducing moments for me.  Some have happened, some haven’t, all might. Coming into close proximity to a skunk,…