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Have Cape, Will Travel
Thing2 is still in the throes of his superhero, and, when I ask him why he loves being a superhero (he says he likes to save people), it seems like a good fantasy world he’s built. The only drawback is when his superhero persona (SuperDude) blends into his everyday average hero persona. Even I get confused. And I have a firm grip on reality. Really.
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Sunday Funnies – Serve Me
How did you spend your Saturday evening?
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Parents and Other Problems
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Serenity Meow
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B is for Fire Prevention
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Sunday Funnies – How’s Your Weather?
Happy Sunday!
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Real Pain
Dirty little secret, I’ve been into the lifestyle for years. But Binging Dieting Scales & Mirrors (BDSM) isn’t just about trying to balance pleasure (if you binge on chocolate) and pain (DSM). In the spring you get to add a bit humiliation when the S also starts to stand for Swimsuit.
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Signs of Spring – Hello Stupid
The last mountain of snow has melted down to a molehill and we’re seeing signs of spring. Some signs, like the mud that turns our dirt road into an extended series of speed bumps, are more obvious than others.
Everyone deals with mud season in their own way. Someone was reveling in it, deciding a drive through the muddy corn field at the end of the town road was better than waiting at the stop sign a few feet away, apparently prompting the field’s owner to plant this sign of spring a few days later. I don’t know why, but I get a kick out of it every time I’m sitting at the stop sign.
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Signs of Spring
Today’s agenda.. a little time outside making sure spring springing isn’t just a mirage. Already found one sign I love.
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Silver Lining Phone Book
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T’is the Season
It’s not that I don’t know how to diet or why I should diet. It’s that the mercury just climbed into the 50s and, without the extra layer of Long-Johns under my jeans, I can convince myself that I have a little breathing room between now and the hell that is swimsuit season. But I swear I can get serious. Really. As soon as the Easter candy is gone.
Picking My Battles 