Like millions of other Californians – 45% of households, to be exact – we are renters. I prefer it this way. Of course there are some things that come with … Continue reading This Is Just How Things Are Now, I Guess.
I haven’t had much time to write for the last few months. I’ve written, just not on my blog. Still, I hadn’t realized how long it’s been since I checked … Continue reading From Now On, I’ll Do Me
Today marks four weeks since my husband started his new job. Our lives kind of-sort of revolve around his work schedule – well that, homeschooling, tennis, and you know…daily life. … Continue reading An Open Letter To My Family, Friends, and Casual Acquaintances
I’m just going to say it: I have a major stick up my ass. It’s way up there, wedged somewhere in the deepest cavern of my innards. I like to … Continue reading I Run a Tight Ship. Until I Don’t.
My husband and I, we are lifetime renters. We love the perks of renting: we don’t have to deal with maintenance problems, we have the security of living under the … Continue reading Renters Forever, We Find Ourselves With No Home
I never thought I’d say this, but I miss California. I miss the way you can go outside and not break into a sweat from the sheer heat and humidity, … Continue reading Welcome To Texas, You’re Pregnant
We were driving around today, killing time and enjoying the seat warmers in our rental car, when all of a sudden I realized that we were in my hometown. The … Continue reading So I almost vomited in the parking lot of my high school today…
I’ve been spring cleaning for about a week. At first it was as it always is – like a new boyfriend. I was excited. My heart a’fluttered at the thought … Continue reading Screw Yourself Sideways, Spring Cleaning
Therefore, it needs to end now. I got really into fall at first. I do every year. I got the pumpkins. And the goards and shit. Halloween was a big … Continue reading Fall Makes Me Homesick
Friday I ranted on STFU Fridays about hipsters, which is very close to home for me because I’m married to someone that wishes with every breath in his body that … Continue reading Ironies in My Home
Okay, before you all get your panties in a bunch over the fact that I used the term “porking” in the title of this blog, consider first what I do … Continue reading Porking My Way To My Past
Yippy! This is my 100th blog post! Excitement abound at the Schmidt Ranch, and of course by excitement I mean me (in pajamas) skipping around the house and sipping an … Continue reading Magic Number 100, or things I want to do before I turn 30