I must confess that having lived here since 1997 and having been a part of the NDSU family for a good chunk of that time, I had never been to a NDSU sporting event before Saturday. Shameful, I know. I am a bad North Dakotan and a pitiful Bison - I own it. It isn't as [...]
Tag: Humor
Squirrel!
I was informed by Michael that a man becoming aware that a woman is wearing black underwear is the equivalent of a dog seeing a squirrel - an instant and unequivocal refocusing that is all consuming. I had not heard this before. I am not sure how I missed this little tidbit. I have to wonder [...]
The revenge of Cheyenne
Here's the thing about having a new boyfriend and a kid at home - eventually they are going to talk. First there is small talk - the getting to know you kind of stuff - such as favorite foods, television shows, hobbies, etc. That usually is followed by a variety of conversations that explore both [...]
Am I style-savvy or therapy-worthy?
Michael has been putting additional shelves in my closet this weekend. The goal is to provide additional storage in areas of unused space. This makes me very happy as my closet capacity was heretofore maxed out. I dream of having a big luxurious walk-in closet the size of a room, but until Cheyenne goes off [...]
Saved by the minivan…
Today when Mike (a.k.a. Jersey boy) and I went to pick Cheyenne up from school I noticed a boy waiting under the tree who had not yet been picked up. From his body language it appeared to me that he was a bit worried so I told Cheyenne we were going to stay parked at the [...]
Limited appeal…
As Cheyenne has gotten older my role in her life has changed. At the age of 12 my role seems to be to serve as a never-ending embarrassment to my child. I accomplish this role quite easily - often all it necessitates is being within her general vicinity in public when her friends or other non-related [...]
The curve.
The curve??? When the heck did it pass me and how far behind it am I? Wait - don't tell me. Perhaps ignorance is bliss. Perhaps I am better not knowing my exact location as it relates to the curve. Perhaps the effort in trying to get ahead of the curve is futile. Perhaps I [...]
THE NEW FORTY 