Category Archives: not feelin’ the funny

Light

Posted on December 14, 2012 by The Daring One

What do you do when the world seems full of darkness? Fill it with light. I had the talk with my kids today – the “bad people exist and there’s nothing we can do about them but there’s something we … Continue reading →

Posted in get serious, not feelin' the funny | 44 Comments

The Flood Always Crests

Posted on November 14, 2008 by The Daring One

It’s been flooding around my town. Roads are closed. School has been canceled and we’ve all been anxiously watching the flood reports waiting for the water to crest and recede so we can get back to the normal flow of … Continue reading →

Posted in brains, disasters, faith, health, not feelin' the funny | 53 Comments

Hear Ye, Hear Ye

Posted on May 29, 2008 by The Daring One

You can get hearing aids with zebra stripes these days or leopard print. Laylee’s got her heart set on a dainty set with pink flowers. They’re small like her ears and hopefully won’t fall out when she’s running around the … Continue reading →

Posted in get serious, health, kid stuff, not feelin' the funny | 61 Comments

Mobile Medicine

Posted on May 14, 2008 by The Daring One

I’m a little glum today folks. Okay. A lot glum. Wallow with me for a moment before we get back to our regularly scheduled programming. Magoo turns 3 this summer. He’s a big fat ball of toddleric cuteness and I … Continue reading →

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Not Even Recycled

Posted on April 27, 2008 by The Daring One

I have sad news friends. After less than 7 years of marriage I have parted ways with my wedding bands. I came home from my trip and found that my purse was absolutely crammed with dirt, crumbs and mysterious chunks … Continue reading →

Posted in all about me, he's so fine he blows my mind, not feelin' the funny, save me from myself, wardrobe malfunctions | 53 Comments

Flood Update

Posted on December 10, 2007 by The Daring One

Dan got home from flood cleanup Saturday night, sore, stiff and grateful. We both are. Everything in our house looks different after seeing what people down there are dealing with. This morning as he was making breakfast he said, “I’m … Continue reading →

Posted in blick, disasters, get serious, not feelin' the funny | 10 Comments