Archive | March, 2011

Demolition Day

“I know you need a project…” Those are the very words The Hubster said to me this morning when he called. We were in the midst of a heated discussion about the impending collapse of our front porch, and that comment turned up the fire under my already heated burner. I do not need another project. I’ve got […]

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Houston, I Think We Have A Problem

I’m going to write a country song. I’m going to call it “I Hate My House But I Love My Home.” I don’t know if you can relate, and for your sake I hope you can’t. But if you do, we’ll sing our song together ‘cuz we understand each other’s pain. And then we’ll go outside […]

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