Category: My Darling B
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tired poor
As long as I was digging through old photos and scanning them, I couldn’t resist digitizing this beauty and posting it on the interwebs. This is your favorite O-couple back in 1997 (I think) making an appearance at the local elementary school on their costume day. My Darling B spent all week making that costume.… Read.
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Risk
We finally got around to playing that game of Risk last night. B fixed some doner kebaps for dinner using the leftover lamb from the night before. A doner is a Turkish gyro, roast lamb sliced thin and piled in the pocket of a pita-like bread with lots of veggies and yogurt sauce. We discovered… Read.
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the plan
I wasn’t going to get up any earlier than five-thirty this morning to fix coffee for My Darling B, but the cats had an agenda and the first item on it was scheduled at five. Bonkers jumped into bed first. This is a new tactic. Before this, he would stand at the end of the… Read.
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Happy Holidays
A Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from the Madison O-Folk! Read.
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morning routine
It’s 6:30 in the morning – let the pandemonium begin! Sean didn’t wake up to his alarm, so I knocked on his door until I heard him bustle around and grumble something that sounded like “drat!” He’ll be in a mood all morning; he has to be at school by 7:20, and if he doesn’t… Read.
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driven
Barb seems to be just a little bit worried that she’s driving me crazy, but only a little bit worried. The worry doesn’t stop her, I noticed, from refraining from driving me crazy. It’s nothing she asks me to do that drives me crazy, and nothing she does. Nothing unusual, anyway. She does the normal,… Read.
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Christmas treats
The Christmas tree’s starting to look pretty brown. We had to buy it several weeks ago because about the only place to get a real Christmas tree around here is from the Boy Scout lot, and they get one shipment of trees at about Thanksgiving. I’m all for being prepared, but that’s a little too… Read.
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shirt
B said a funny thing to me the other night – I don’t remember it verbatim, or even how it came up, but she said something about “when I’m the first sergeant.” “Now what is that supposed to mean?” I asked her. “You want me to be a first sergeant?” “I didn’t say I wanted… Read.
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kanji boy
You should see My Darling B read Japanese! I started learning the characters before we left England and I’m still piss-poor at it, but I’m a slug and haven’t been studying. B, to my shame, taught herself one of the alphabets in a single evening! Went out and bought some cooking gunk the next day.… Read.
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