Friday, January 8, 2016

Tea Time With Babs

The Moms came over and we tag teamed my Christmas Decorations. Now, my apartment is back to boring, excepting the spaces where Christmas used to be are all ludely naked and the dust outlining their absence is not so quietly nagging me.

Both bunnies were miffed about the disturbance. Pickle refused to eat until my Mom left. Peanut is now inspecting every surface my Mom touched and clearly showing his disappointment.

We also went through cookbooks and blocked out a menu. I'm going to try at least one new recipe each month, not only just pull ingredients from my cupboards and fridge to say vĂ­ola.

There was also tea.

Monday, January 4, 2016

Healthy Screening

I had a message today from some sort of digestive health survey something or other asking if I had diarrhea, and if so please call them so they could give me $125 and take my blood and stool samples.

You know, cuz I loooooove to give out samples of my stool. For shits and giggles.

I'm imagining being the fella that leaves all those messages all day long. What does he say when people ask how his day went? New Year, same old shit.

Saturday, January 2, 2016


Hello. It's me. Long time no blog. I haven't ventured out here for nearly two months. I actually feel ashamed, which kept me away longer. I had things to say and things to share but didn't. I have many things swirling around this head of mine. Constantly. Point of matter is I am never not writing. Reading a book, I'm writing. Watching a movie, I'm writing. Cooking, cleaning, talking, spanning social media and spaced out... writing. When I lie my head down on my huge stack of pillows at night (whom am I kidding, in the early morning) I am writing. Always. My head is loaded with people, characters and conversations. I close my eyes and scrawl on my endless manuscript.

Now, the challenge. Getting the inside outside.

The Bun

The Bun
If you don't like rabbits, you can suck it, shove it and then go soak your head.