BUSTLE and VIM

Hello, fellow quarantiners!  Are you having a hard time not letting the days just kind of drift by in a hazy yet absurdist wave of naps, Netflix, Zoom meetings, day drinking, and... more naps?  If so, and according to the internet, you are not alone.  If you happen to...

I keep calling our current Shelter in Place situation by the wrong name; I find myself saying House Arrest.

What a treat I have for you today!  My dear friend, Angela Bell, is guest blogging.  Angela is a professor of American history, specializing in Antebellum Religio...

Well, Gentle Readers, these are hard times.

Last week was my official Spring Break.  It started breaking down after Monday, what with college visits needing to be cancelled and restaurants closing.   And now, like many of you, I am home.

Until I go to the groce...

Happy Labor Day, all, and a very Happy Birthday, dear Vim!

I hope this post finds you relaxing by a pool.  Or a lake.  Or some other body of tranquil water.  Or maybe just holding a glass of yummy cocktail.  I like liquid in a lot of forms.

This past summe...

I promised Bustle that this next post would be about an amazing ravioli recipe I recently cooked. 

I lied.

Don’t get me wrong, I will get to that scrumptious, easy to prepare dinner, but right now I’d like to talk about something else.  Job searching.  Below are my exper...

Perhaps you are wondering, "Is she eating cake in her closet?"

Yes.

Yes, I am.

It's my birthday this month.  No, I'm not that person who celebrates all month long.  More like two weeks...

My darling co-worker kicked off the birthday holiday with the most delicious car...

Thank you so much for your interest in taking on the role Production Assistant for (my company’s) upcoming world premiere of (current production).  You have asked what the job entails and I am only too happy to share that information with you, as it is a very valid que...

Hello!  From out of the darkness, it is I, Vim, returning to you from what has been a harrowing six months of anxiety, depression, and (only good thing) unexpected weight loss.  I don’t mean to brag, but apparently, what 2 years of a low-carb diet, more salads than I w...

Isn't that a dramatic title?  The End of an Era...  what era, you might ask?  Well, it's one of my eras, in fact.  Younger, my youngest son, finished 5th grade a week ago.  I refuse to say graduate.  5th Grade Graduation.  That is absurd.  The only event more ridiculou...

Younger joined the Scouts this Spring.  I was thinking next year, but apparently that means Spring in Boy Scout-ese.  He's been wanting to do this for years.  I'm a terrible mom - I didn't let him join during his elementary school years.  Older had been a Cub Scout and...